10 January 2013
In that box of 21 and 30, A lot can be done, more... And then some. A play might be written A master piece might be planned A artist might create Or a farmer could by land.
But we take that box for granted, All rectangular and white. It used to be alive! Now it's shredded without a fight.
©Odd 10/01/13
21 And 30 • Opuss № I