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“On Tingling Joints”

On a house That’s our Home, is our home The Setting sun From pool to pool, News Reel To reel At which We Smile, Braced in disbelief.

“On a Crisp Autumn”

You know the trees are right, That’s why you want to live in a house by the lake, . But still here in my home Every moment Is a cliff, We Can Never fully abide The simple bliss of the Oaken to be made furniture.