I Just Feel Like Posting This
April, comes she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May, she will stay
Resting in my arms again
June, she'll change her tune
In restless walks she'll prowl the night
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight
August, dies she must
The autumn winds blows chilly and cold
September, I remember
A love once new has now grown old
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Thank you for indulging me. And thanks to Paul Simon. And Art, of course, for singing.
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May, she will stay
Resting in my arms again
June, she'll change her tune
In restless walks she'll prowl the night
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight
August, dies she must
The autumn winds blows chilly and cold
September, I remember
A love once new has now grown old
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Thank you for indulging me. And thanks to Paul Simon. And Art, of course, for singing.
posted by mega74 at
2:02 PM
2 Comments:
Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where,
And we don't know where.
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betsytacy, at 9:33 PM
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