Poems — memory
Blithe Days
seed to seed
the sky is blue
one for me and one for you
there's no thunder
there's no rain
we shall always stay the same
.
watching flowers, grazing cows
running wild in tallest grass
playing in the sunny rays
those were our blithest days
.
nose to nose
and smile to smile
counting grains of harvest rye
all in silence
all in grace
these were our blithest days
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