Sunday, August 21, 2011

So the light begins to slant

So the light begins to slant
The brightest light is light gold
As the fall starts to advance
The year growing a year old

The time is almost timeless
The white clouds are full in rows
As if the day were mindless
Sparrows casting long shadows
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