The Double Pained Glass

Fri, 09/20/2013 - 19:33 -- minip93


Oh, how you look when I stay and wander

As the sun beats down on my face

There can not be any other place

Where one can smile and learn to ponder

With the shadows gleaming through the space

Once I sit, there is not a trace

As my eyes glearm outside and yonder



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