Sorry, More Dumb Poetry

#21

 

S O R R Y –

M O R E

D U M B

P O E T R Y

 

Wither hast thou goest
Wither wilt thou come
whither doth a mind alone
slowly come undone

Ever true to the Earth are trees
as are stars unto the night
these like-kind things can not be separate
though thou try with all thy might

If thou art but a flower
then I am just a bee
and ever shall I want of honey
and to ever search for thee

Whither hast thou goest
whither wilt thou come
In a universe of jumbled numbers
your always number one.

2/5/00

 

 

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I'm a theology & philosophy student, writer, web developer, and medical laboratory professional.
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