Each of my sons made the discovery early. We would be riding in the car at night, and a little voice would call out from the back seat, "Hey, the moo...
The sun in my dayThe moon in my nightThe spring in my stepYou are my everything.You are the stars in the skyThe birds in the treesThe shimmer, the spa...
I would if I could chooseAge and die outwards as a tulip does;Not as this iris drawing in, in-coilingIts complex strange taut inflorescence, willingIt...