You Can't Be Bitter Sweet

J James McLain James McLain
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Can't he and she, he said, by a well There he stopped and said" Find the light through the night and "Night was said to often seen through A glass that was made. Still, there is day and still equal night's as If I would be, what is the flame, the heat And their sun to be, what it is that you are! At night she did what he very said, what she did, But she did as he said and all with the, Should be write, ethics are! Greet me here as there as verily to she that he said. In the dawn when we run, other's there as well, You saw in the night. Thinking now as to then and learnt to he and verily be It seems to show as of now. And even then at age Eleven and ten that I was, We're you naught? Nothing but the moon so full, that she said was full forever it seemed Did it not? They, all dressed in black who did to do one would Think or not, to think in life at all, On his or her knees, both that float above the Living pain. Opened like day, it's open to she to his touch And even now, partly why! After all it was them in the act, what act You see are acting what? To he and to she and to know one would think, And think the way we both are. Knowing that both boys and girls seldom are. This morning the sun, we upon them yet we are feeling As if lit the sun that length of dark forever it shall even know, Knowing naught? Bending over the aged darkened wood I got To know, Bending over the bench you thought I said that she got! In through the out door a picture that I've got of reaching through The wall the mirror not. Pieced together for the next time you have, what I sent, I sent To them what they have. A filled in open pond, a pond to sight filled with what flower's? Against the wall and moving were the jars, Can't he and she, he said, by a well There he stopped and said" Find the light through the night and "Night was said to not be often seen, through A glass that was made. Still, there is day and still equal night's as If I would be, what is best the flame, the heat And their noise. Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017

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