The Things That Grow

February 6, 2011
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You come to knock
On my door, but I'm
Alone and I can't
Feel anymore,
So sing a lullaby
Before you say

Hey love, lover
Of mine, where
Did time pass us
By with just a blink
Of an eye?

Sweet dripping
Honey fills lonely
Hearts such
As mine, I just gotta
Give it time with
Some seasoning
Of thyme

Basil leafs and clovers
Too all sprinkle
And begin to

Now give it
Water and
Kiss it with a
Tune; let's
Wait till the
Sunny noon

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