Found Poetry 432

11/13/20

bury me buoyant please
attractive I'll be your guest
and haunt with clothing neatly pressed
gold ring a ferrule on my finger
sauntering is my only request
how we'll stroll together in the summer

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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