Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Dreamed Valentine

Wandering into the forest of the dead
In search of my mother and father
I came upon an ancient cottage
Where an old man still lived
Who pitied me and gave me supper
Let me sleep by his small fire
And in the morning sent me off
Follow that dove who follows the crow
Until you come to the abandoned castle
Of your soul you'll know it by the fog
No I pleaded let me stay with you
For another life-time or two live on
But he'd have none of it
And pushed me toward the dawn

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