And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten.
Loneliness! If I have to share you, can I not share you with others we see together on sunny days? Keeping me for yourself alone wear's thin on sunny days. Yes! this is a challange I offer you will you take it up? will you venture out among the crowds becoming another lonely person in the company of others? DCM 05/06/23
Well, I thought seeing that you're posting poetry I'll do the same. Nice one by the way, ;-)
