(Poem #300 on new numbering scheme)
Most people seem alarmed to learn I rarely feel alone. They ask me why, insist I must spend time with those I've known.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
(Poem #300 on new numbering scheme)
Most people seem alarmed to learn I rarely feel alone. They ask me why, insist I must spend time with those I've known.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.