Before the weather turns and the winds from Limbaugh come down around us
We'll again go to the woods, to the pond where mallard drake and hen
nest, to the cliff of swallows where ragged, broken roots cling to naught but rock.
We will cross the Sunridge and climb to Raspberry Mountain, shining in the pale
afternoon sun.
Before the weather turns and the gray clouds swell and hide the cerulean April sky.
*********
Before the weather turns,
and the winds from
Limbaugh
come down around us,
we'll again go to the pond
where mallard drake and hen nest,
to the cliff of swallows,
where ragged, broken roots cling
to naught but rock.
We will cross the Sunridge
and climb to Raspberry Mountain,
shining in the pale afternoon sun.
Before the weather
turns,
and the gray clouds
swell and hide
the cerulean
April sky.
*********
Before the weather turns
and the winds from Limbaugh
come down around us,
we'll again go to the woods,
to the pond where mallard drake
and hen nest, to the cliff of swallows,
where ragged, broken roots
cling to naught but rock.
We will cross the Sunridge and climb
to Raspberry Mountain, shining
in the pale afternoon sun.
Before the weather turns,
and the gray clouds swell
and hide the cerulean
April sky.
*****
Before the weather turns
and the winds from Limbaugh
come down around us,
we'll again go to the woods,
to the pond where mallard drake and hen nest,
to the cliff of swallows,
where ragged, broken roots cling
to naught but rock.
We will cross the Sunridge
and climb to Raspberry Mountain,
shining in the pale afternoon sun.
Before the weather turns,
and the gray clouds swell
and hide the cerulean April sky.
*****
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
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