To Gawk
The thorns have come for me
Her deadly flower walks
There's more for taking me
to deadly hallow docks
What once was gracing me
now trecherous goary blocks
When now I come to see
her hoary marry mocks
That now I know to see
more caring fair-thee flocks
So all I love to see
is sparing tarry gawks
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2020
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