Some time to you, some water to the trees
Some wind for the crescent moon, something for the words.
The rest is some lights gave to neon and fairy tales
Some plums gave the horizontal and vertical branches. Some rivers
Gave the well water. Some jade gave the eaves and broke them.
Some windows gave to walls, some walls gave to ears
Some beans gave the front of the house.
Some rain gave the festivals, some labor gave the non-laborers
Some ladders came up and down gave the parsnips and persimmons
Some cats calling some cats through the spring gave the afterlife
and memories. Some aches and pains gave teeth and backs respectively
Some birds gave dusk and dusk gave some singing
About the Creator
free man
Thank you for your love
I hope you are happy every day
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)8 days ago in Fiction
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