![]() ![]() Where your presentation gives me restoration. To the centralization of your concentration.īy an obligation to a certain destination Mother hung there for a long time ,but she's Its time to pick some fresh cherries, the tree Saying bye to my dad, I get in the old ford. My ignorance, like a garden of petrification flowering. I just make my own, the washing up is festering in This is my home, "she never calls me for dinner anymore, Life's eroding perfume, I breath it deeply within. Just leave them swaying the aroma fills lungs with Shaded from just picked to becoming spoilt, but i I look at those cherries lingering above the ground, He's so gaunt now, he was a strong man now but a shadow. I move his chair and his arm falls at his side.Ĭollecting it, I put him palms resting on a blanket Like the titanic splintered between two pools. Morsel or just hang them outside watchingĭoesn't talk much these days his eyes are sunken I stop at the side of the road picking cherries, Noticed, but I'm not hindered by the thoughts I always wonder if my bald tyres are ever Screen, this trip takes two hours each way. Old enough to birth the dead fetes of a partly Venturing in the old ford, she lets me drive Lingering looking at this place I called home. I use the stairs that open to the outside, ![]() Holding my ears singing my favourite song ![]()
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