The Ivy Climbing

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The ivy climbing along my home,
Moving slowly but noticable,
Reminds me, the box under the table.
Inside is a soothing song.

It reads a story, or two.
But only if you hear the words.
Listen beyond the unheard.
Do you hear relecting colors too?

Love and devotion, are they really a comotion?
Laughter and Life?
Such wonder made if you strive.
Do you really want to feel emotion.

A crazy story, I know.
But really, it's true.
Now the second is due.
Listen, is it friend or foe?

Beauty is uglyness, while ugly is beauty
Do you understand?
If not then read it again.
I see the truth all around me.

The point is now understood.
Confusion left at best.
I leave at rest...
But only if i could...





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rockinitout said...
Oct. 27, 2008 at 8:26 pm
Okay, I am confused :)
 
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