hours come back to me
meandering, nonchalant,
restless as a piece of jazz
wandering like a poem
like cloudbursts turning
into leaves and flowers
knowing the nearness
of dirt worms weeds
Pic: Beal Garden pond, MSU.
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everyone comes in crying and they slap you into it if not everyone should fade away held soft in love and memories so time comes forward li...
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I would like a healthy does of nonchalant hours right about now.
Nice one.
You find so many lovely spots on campus!
Me too, Sarah; me too!
Thanks, Gillian!
NGS: The best thing is that there're so few people around in the summer when the grounds are at their prettiest. It feels like I have this ground crew working mostly for my benefit :D
MSU does seem to have such a pretty campus.
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