Saving Cpl King

the evening was quite rushed as dalloway sat calling to the tamed and wildly educated an yet the daintiness allowed an infatuated nest of kindness inspite the poised night that brought such a gracious glare in sight while the meaning of a lighthouse sung soft away from the dark stairs and garden loft the day turned down a silent orange sigh between the gleaming spears that went on by casting over shores and river banks while the shores sung o'glory to all of her tanks while the canvas shouted out a quaint theme bringing the sand to rise the river streams as patience so galently removed an yet the sunshined at bay without even a fret as the wind rushed through the crowded breeze leaving little room to even raise a sleeve while the cape cod was surely missed as it was the purity of freedom so well kissed for the days grew short but war indeed is no sport