FLEMINGO..(lONG POEM ON MIGRATED BIRDS) Time is infinite Time is a canoe Time is a winged dove Time is desert silence Time is the rumble of the oceans Time is the showering rain droplet It is the tremor of the heart Time is the lingo of history Time is an eternal test A non stop journey is time A ceased path is time Time is life Time is a flow Time is death Time is the opportune right Time is a tide Time is the breath Time is invisible Time is tangible Time is a scene of beauty The breath of an
When recovering the dead Bartleby, the coroners happened upon a letter hidden inside the poor souls coatpocket. It was a queer letter, and was almost tossed to the flame, but, by happenchance, this letter came into my possession. Upon reading the tale, I have found, in my heart, that poor Bartleby's story must be told. Here I present to you the document in its full, unadulterated form.
Zak has never found love. He didn't even believe in love. He was a handsome man. He was quite lonely. He always tried to please everybody. He tried to help out his sister by watching his little niece. He loved children. LIttle did he know that it was his niece that helped him find the love of his life!
FLEMINGO..(lONG POEM ON MIGRATED BIRDS) Time is infinite Time is a canoe Time is a winged dove Time is desert silence Time is the rumble of the oceans Time is the showering rain droplet It is the tremor of the heart Time is the lingo of history Time is an eternal test A non stop journey is time A ceased path is time Time is life Time is a flow Time is death Time is the opportune right Time is a tide Time is the breath Time is invisible Time is tangible Time is a scene of beauty The breath of an
When recovering the dead Bartleby, the coroners happened upon a letter hidden inside the poor souls coatpocket. It was a queer letter, and was almost tossed to the flame, but, by happenchance, this letter came into my possession. Upon reading the tale, I have found, in my heart, that poor Bartleby's story must be told. Here I present to you the document in its full, unadulterated form.
Zak has never found love. He didn't even believe in love. He was a handsome man. He was quite lonely. He always tried to please everybody. He tried to help out his sister by watching his little niece. He loved children. LIttle did he know that it was his niece that helped him find the love of his life!