I Know Not The Day Or Hour

The Day will come and I make
My way to the exit.
And leave World behind.
The earth rotates from West to East.
Our love like poetry and music.
Manzanilla eyes look at me.
The Day will come and I make
My way to the exit.
As I near the end
I've told you a few secrets.
So when the Day and hour comes
I will take a bow. And
Make my way to the exit

Copyright 2011 John Yona
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Posted: Dec 2011

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