Sunday, 17 August 2008


I hope I won’t be missing you
As I sit cross legged with flowered views
Of this sunshine house and white laced days
The Buttoned Pom and daisy maze
Forget me not, although i'm little
I’ll plant a seed so tall that it’ll
Hide all weeds that steal my mind
And be our wall to hide behind
And there's a rose I’ll let you borrow
If you promise you’ll be here tomorrow

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