Finally Redone
Finally it all comes to this hurdle of bones
bleaching now once with the rose red of living
tendons and bones
and the heart as it swings
with seizures and stings
and a tired fatigue so deep
that the body had sunken into the earth.
the humanists are attempting to being
mankind rummaging though life
through trash, cities and castles
maybe man will finish this
and there will be lavender
and rosemary--maybe--for we
have grown tired and our days
seem filled with sadness and pain
Its lavender that I seek, lavender and red roses.
wow my spell appt went nuts sorry late night.
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2021
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