Odds and Endings
Nov 10, 2020
What if nights were knighted
And mornings, mourned
And leaves were left behind?
What if floors were floored
By the socking of a hop?
What if stopping ceased to stop?
What if nights were knighted
And mornings, mourned
And leaves were left behind?
What if floors were floored
By the socking of a hop?
What if stopping ceased to stop?