Post #5591

Meek mildred mark me a move Sequester sparkles to dawn dews For I coat not a hearty gardener's worth And humility of your bloom alone Quest my quench in the living doom . Prior policies did prune piety , Freedom be a fief furnace for foliage , And borrowed songs is all i bequeth Unworthy hands at your marvel Lucky enough for a sun to shine , And see you smile to hope In a pleasure of day to be fine Meek mildred, to smile as you bloom. #review