Sez the Rando to the Osprey:
You don't remember?
The summer skies hue,
Or the the symphony in blue.
Osprey:
I was not there friend,
Everything comes to an end.
Rando:
Then fly to your tomorrow,
Leave me to my sorrow.
Thanx to Ralph "eagle eyes" Nussbaum
6 comments:
Eloquent, and excellent!
Yr Pal, Dr C
Thanx Dr C
That means a lot to me
Vince
No sorrow ...
We're biking tomorrow !
Lovely.
Awesome!
Everything is temporary, thankfully!
Very beautiful, I hope to go on long rambles on bike soon.
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