LOST AND FOUND
Now I am floating
Way up here
My pencil's falling
Way down there
It tumbles through
The cold blue air
It falls
Without
A sound
Perhaps it lands
Upon a beach
By some
Twisty river reach
And there you'll walk
In perfect peace
A looking
At
The ground
And you will find
What I have lost
And write of love
And what it cost
And how it sets you
Thinking of
How we two
Now
Are bound
Now I am floating
Way up here
My pencil's falling
Way down there
It tumbles through
The cold blue air
It falls
Without
A sound
Perhaps it lands
Upon a beach
By some
Twisty river reach
And there you'll walk
In perfect peace
A looking
At
The ground
And you will find
What I have lost
And write of love
And what it cost
And how it sets you
Thinking of
How we two
Now
Are bound
Thank you
Horace
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