'Tis indeed a long day's dying
But not for a lack of trying
Ever louder I'll sing
With a busted wing
And feign that I am flying.
I saw a wounded seagull on my lunchtime walk, and was thinking about Milton (oooh yeah, I'm a wild man) and this kinda popped into my head.
Holy geez I missed a ton of great posts...
ReplyDeleteHeee...miss u all, Sean.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny I didn't see that much seagulls here but lots of goose:)