- posted: November 13 @ 10:26am
I see that lantern
trimmed low burning in our home.
And though I feel like crying,
I swear tonight, I'll cry no more.
How many times have I prayed
That I would get lost along the way?
Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head.
The regulator's swinging pendulum.
Come with me and walk the longest mile.