Just A Lark

Something simple

Something obtuse

Something dreadful

Just to confuse

Something deep

Something dark

All of it

For 

Just a lark

When the wind

Blows the clouds away

You wish the sun

Would always stay

Nice and warm

And so close

In your heart

You never know

Something so far

Something so close

Comparison

Who ever knows

Ask your heart

Ask your brain

All of it

For 

Just a lark

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by Bill Ferguson

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