by | Jan 17, 2007 | Poetry | 0 comments

1. Some men
Chase girls for fun,
At work and play, they stray.
True lovers are content with one.
Pure love.

2. To sleep,
beneath the stars,
dream of nature’s greatness,
sweetly perfumed, all embracing
Gods will,

3, Midnight,
Black starless night.
A baby cries, a lullaby
softly soothes, then greets another dawn.
Day break.


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