seeds

 Seeds Sown

9-16-21

Where my blessing for friends 

As to evoke in fish fried 

As so a sword given to us

So we can use it not to confide in war nor praise it 

Given forty minutes as to be sent for this very composure upbringing and incorrupt this seed sown 

In the Love of loves a wish from He to match it up in Tychicus 

Whom to aver as mouth towards eventide is swallowing for the pause to be

Is our rainbows for our sun on fright of bullfrogs 

Writing to make Mother happy in power points...

What Reptile?

9-16-21

Head nor tail 

This very proverb 

I translate what I have sustained illegible through you 

Light anon in its evergreen 

I say I still love you in Tychicus 

As Well as with Jim Hilton 

Staying at our Ramada in like a much rather to the wall

Where time is a large sort for this very purpose 

To juice it as none and for the recipient 

It waters in Greene and stone collaboration 

Where Mother uproots my idiosynchrasies 

In my portable sizes on the wind to inspire them all again 

For a Word full of joy for the Rutnek experience 

In iron midway....