Slowly the winds blows
The heat punches the air;
The lifeless trees
Standing bowed down;
Hoping for the rain to come,
A fellow traveler in his car
Travelling to far lands,
Stops by;
A glowing white skinned with golden brown hair,
Comes out of his comforts (car) :
He stands behind the trees
The half asleep doves sits on the branches of trees;
The hilarious plays of the squirrels,
Invites his attentions;
The left duff lings and the Ramon breads,
Are being eaten by the black ravens
Can I have some duff lings mommy? ? ?
I can still feel the taste of duff lings in my buds; (taste buds)
The sun turns up his head,
The reddish fumes of sunlight spreads across the skies;
The milky white sky can be seen
The doves and the ravens flies beneath the sky,
But times flies as flies,
I have miles left to go;
He sighed a relief,
A black air covers;
The significance of his leave
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