when concrete rumbles, chisels start to walk and a cloud is drifting over
a flute can be heard in the distance, a shepherd perhaps or a bird.
a magpie baking his dinner,
what's up ladybird, what's down ?
the water tinklin' slowly through a pipe
and the almonds start to blossom.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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