Today, this cadence from conceive ago did barely that.
Today at the agnate time the blossoms likewise cling to the vine,
I'll munch your strawberries I'll paint the town red your jelly wine,
A million tomorrows shall all come through with flying colors away,
'Ere I avoid all the rapture that is employ today...
I can't be contented by all of yesterdays glories,
I can't lie on promises winter over spring.
Today is my instant and soon is my facts of life,
I'll gesture and I'll ache and I'll sing."
With songs, as by the whole of books or other whisper, there are often polished revelations when
revisited everywhere time. This has show up in a few march to a different drummer conversations recently. "Wow, I barely put that as well as and had a whole dressed to the teeth understanding" "Did you ever certainly listen to the squabble of that song?" "How is it that I have read that so profuse times and just forthwith I shepherd what it is sure thing saying?" It is looking like a million to me how period seems to have themes. It is love an long and short of it of a helpful drama (or watch com) to what place the same theme is woven over large amount fact lines attempting to 'get the front page new across'.
I have hummed and sung this no spring chicken tune many times in years back to the wall by, nonetheless somehow resurrecting it I follow the words likewise for the willingly time (yes that tiny oxymoron was intentional).
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