Upon fining a jocund company <br />Of dear nature's own <br />I said let's have a symphony <br />And in bliss let us drown <br /> <br />Little daises, little fairies <br />Come let us dance in the prairies <br />My dear buccaneer <br />Where did you learn to leer? <br /> <br />And so he has to go <br />Away with dear woe <br />While I behold the breeze <br />those skies and those trees <br /> <br />Nature is the keen listener <br />To all my say <br />And I am a merry prisoner <br />On joy's way <br /> <br />It is the isolation's salvation <br />And the solution of my confusion <br />Here I make a confession <br />And on myself a close inspection<br /><br />vittal vandavasu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/isolation-s-salvation/
