If you want it, and did you, <br />and in passing, you over it. <br />And even in trees, the moss <br />can be seductive and alive. <br />While surrounded too by both, <br />and rocks rest against them. <br />Night is only dawns crack and <br />one root spreads the day out. <br />No one heard the hen, i mused <br />as roosters voice grew louder. <br />And then, waking up, the cloud <br />of cotton covers all of suns face. <br />There is no race against Sunday, <br />and days end holds it all place.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-you-wish-2/
