Saturday, January 21, 2012

In Time.

At times he ran
For days on end
From or to what?
The two knew not
And all about
The place he went
With little care
For him back there
For him back there
Cared not either
And little passed
Until the last

About the world he comes and goes
Feeling all the little joys and woes

From time to time
He went back there
And it was fun
Beneath the sun
Settled down
With no more fun?
Not true at all
He'll leave this Fall
And every year
He'll run away
Thus, runes were cast
Until the last

Around the world he comes and goes
Feeling all the little joys and woes

In time he came
To not return
And it was fine
Most of the time
The funny thing
Is that he was
Inclined to run
But he was done
For without home
There's nowhere left
To run right past
Until the last

Around the world he came and went
Until he was completely spent

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