Sickened by roses
You promised me love You gave me your word You left me alone And left like a bird. Thou returned too late My senses grown cold Suspicions in heart I’m […]
Daily Archives: November 29, 2016
I almost found a treasure
I almost found a treasure once — With veins of gold — The wind was soft, and sun was cosy — We were not old — I aged — and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 