I don't need to be remembered.
I don't want to be remembered.
I have helped people and hurt them.
But have you loved any of them?
Wind fallers and truth talkers,
wisdom whistlers and fire listeners,
circle satraps and gingerbread men.
Skyline braiders and angel hailers,
horizon sailors and laughter for all days,
couscous custard for tea on Sundays.
Amplify amply and blue fly gallantly,
drop in culture and widow cranky,
sculptured sinners and glowing innards.
True to you ice cream and no ceiling stains.
Remain in my words and worms in my remains.
Take me gently and feather the pain.
Cloud shapers and humbly make us,
star colliders and pride of life shakers,
and so we sigh and quietly sing...
These are but some of my favourite things.
Monday, August 2, 2010
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