by reguiny2006Réguiny, Bretagne, France
May 2012 435 Views 4 comments
Brevity.
When tiresome day my mind annoy,
I dream of evening's fireside joy,
there the mead my lips to pass
and enjoy my love's contented glass.
I dream of evening's fireside joy,
there the mead my lips to pass
and enjoy my love's contented glass.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2012
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Comments (4)
Of course, the nights tend to breeze by with entertaining company. Tis a good minimalistic poem!