Unbridled Joy
What else should I be doing
With my precious, fleeting time
If not immortalizing this state of mind
In silly stanzas that barely rhyme?
What better way to capture youth
Than in vivid colors and gushing sentiments
Before oaken roots reach for my ribs
And I am one with the sediments
With my precious, fleeting time
If not immortalizing this state of mind
In silly stanzas that barely rhyme?
What better way to capture youth
Than in vivid colors and gushing sentiments
Before oaken roots reach for my ribs
And I am one with the sediments