wISHING fOR tHE mOON
In dismal mud ~ far from the sky A thousand glittering nights sped by Until the one meant just for me A call to “Come…” to garden tree. “Who me?…
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE ME! I CHOSE YOU…
In dismal mud ~ far from the sky A thousand glittering nights sped by Until the one meant just for me A call to “Come…” to garden tree. “Who me?…