in~ Winter
paths grown over through time and life
an abundance seen steps
freedom like Deer.~ there
outside~ Fresh
snow and air with tracks and trails
an abundance seen steps
from confined Deer.~ here
but~ They don't care
see the steps slipped
and the notted root exposed
who do to the King trust
and teach the youth who And.~ where
time~ Comes like a still thought
and batteries in clocks are all sold out
and the trees growing in the corner store
that dreams thought would never Come.~ true
they~ Huddle in warm places
and fly to corners of existence
stalled the profit of one for All.~ and
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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