Tender Shoots
Tender shoots no more may stretch
Toward the light, no robust roots
To push through soil, and sand ,and loam
Where once the fragile buds of spring
Formed blossom, nectar laden,
Glistening with
Jon Collins
Word weaver, song singer, pattern whisperer, baker and candlestick maker.
The top of the hill
The top of the hill is a place where I linger
Casting my gaze on the people below
Taking my time as I let my eyes wander
Nothing to say, and nothing to
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The main
Time it is
Time it is
Time it is to hang the light
To break the fast, to take the step
Time it is to loose the latch
To breathe the air, to find the path
Stupid Little Biscuit
Stupid little biscuit
Stupid little biscuit
I wanna eat it
But dunno if I can risk it
They wrapped it up in plastic
Sealed it in a packet
Left it on the counter