it never gets dark here
we have stars and streetlamps
to keep us awake
headlights on the ceiling at 3am
I rise to a hoar frost
and the ground of my being is frozen
later there will be rain
and I will listen at the window
I like to hear about your baking
your day
simple things precisely said
that mean a lot
to one
so far away
complicated things
that you know how to make
sound easy
Simple things precisely said that mean a lot to one so far away. Such are your blogs. Thank you for that.
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Many thanks oldmainer – much appreciated!
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