Recollection

As the day fades, the evening falls 
But what does it explain, after all?
Fools can reason it, wise never try
You don’t care to know, neither care I
I got sun through the trees at my home
A soft breeze in the leaves, till it’s gone
Got some words to speak out, while I’m here
Now that's all I can do, darling dear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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