High
oh, Gold and silver in the sky
Fading into blue
I sit around and wonder why
I only think of you
These thoughts: they wander to and fro
Like pendulums in clocks
but only in your shining face
does the moving stop
Copyright © Jeremy Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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