In Time Will Tell
pray tell the Winter slobber on its cold
delight yourself in Spring where freedom rings abode
for tomorrow is a splash of elegance waiting to be fashioned
Autumn has an errie way to display your inner passions
one by one we trek through the opened field taking time to yield
one by one though government our own chief aim & ploy
riding high in Autumn's spring with words to call
suffer the little children in parts unknown
bellow there are pialls of thought of communication
impressed by their atmosphere
we are each a stepping stone based in the capitivating mind
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