The Gardens Of Babylon Poem by Edward A. Morris

The Gardens Of Babylon



Smoke on the water or dust in the wind,
Rain has been purple since innocence sinned.
The levee is dry and the spirit retired,
But song-writing seamstresses still seem inspired.

Friday, June 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens,innocence,purple,rain,song,water,wind
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