Will You Come Out and Play with Me?

Will you come out and play with me By the meandering stream Where silent mothers push Empty carriages… Where riderless tricycles squeak Down the gently sloping hill… Where timid flowers peek Above dying grass… Around the childless swing set Always rocking…back and forth… Devoid of any breath To stir the chill air… Together we will […]

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