I'll sing you this October song.
Oh, there is no song before it.
The words and tune are none of my own
for my joys and sorrows bore it.
Beside the sea,
The brambly briars in the still of evening.
Birds fly out behind the sun
and with them I'll be leavng.
The fallen leaves that jewel the ground
They know the art of dying.
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts
In the scarlet shadows lying.
Such wonderful music...
Good morning, all! Chilly and damp, but a good morning to get things done! I have some Keemun tea and bacon and eggs to start the day, and I really want to thank the person who came up with this combination!
Originally Posted by VydorScope
Where is Peter Parker when you need him?