Does that mean it’s hot
Cos there’s no identified spot

The journey seems like sport
Possession gotten by jackpot

Certainly it’s not by strength
That has made it been this length

Glad t’was not gotten by rent
The end would had been met

The streamside by the rocks
Which seems so soft as the flocks

Then under the tree along the hills
Where each one got good feels

Not letting out the bird baked bread
Where plans and thoughts became red

There is just no fear in the jungle
Absolutely no reason to mumble

We’ve gone through the hard knocks
Yet still one day aims to tie the knots

Inspired by my journey so far with my Darling Debby.
Date: March 6, 2014.


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