On our way, to Hill and Dale,
the ball is in the (Heir) air.
How does one, open from,
what bats with only One!
Curious for my "Trust"?
They don't look in my eyes,
hugs are nice,
they do entice,
me to run away.
Longing for only more.
Why doth this bother me?
Questions from, only some,
they just won't go away.
Why and How?, What and When?,
Dependent of the Way.
Can't you sigh, or say "Oh, my!!".
For someone of the Day.
K.A.P.
5/19/2009
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