On a pillow of paper memories He rests his head in slumber As he hears the wind whisper ‘An old man weeps, an old man bleeds To harvest love he’d sowed the seeds Blood and tears for the nothing years When nothing grew but thorns and weeds’ He awakens at the table And he sees […]
Home to the Zany and the Wacky Dodo! © [Ralphie A Burcke and Ralphiesportal], [2011]
