EDMONTON – LATE SEPTEMBER
The leaves are dancing down the street
Leaves like the thousand children
that I never had with you
A skip, a dash, a lovely pirouette
then past, and gone
Neil Meili
Zen Cowboy Poet & Freelance Philosopher
EDMONTON – LATE SEPTEMBER
The leaves are dancing down the street
Leaves like the thousand children
that I never had with you
A skip, a dash, a lovely pirouette
then past, and gone