As drunken as a bee
On foxglove's beauty
Happier than a horse
On green pastures
Beaming brightly as the sun
In the April haze.
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We Are All Burning In Time
Poetry''Faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.'' - Hunter. S. Thompson ''We are all burning in time, but each is consumed at his own speed.'' - Jack Gilbert This NaPoWriMo I have missed the entire month so I have decided to...
April
As drunken as a bee
On foxglove's beauty
Happier than a horse
On green pastures
Beaming brightly as the sun
In the April haze.
