visual cue

a grange syllabus for effort, when we felt constrained. we looked at dad, the meaning of interest while wearing a tie. the tie signified a generation felt more home. there becomes (then or now) a mothering father or more, when you have time inside. inside is when you agree. you and me, with taking hold and only our hands mean anything. a word isn't really cousin to anything yet, but we like to think. we like to point at the truth of black, or green, sometimes. awake and shining, for the effect becomes residual when delivered, like a stream before the melt completes. we have our hands, and the certainty of naming. we marry our days, and into them see long shadows. those shadows are beautiful, with just theory showing example. when we feel implored, it's another day! another even might follow. we could institute some plan, trade off worry for a few drinks of coldest water, and wait for spring. does that sound nice, like a smile, the recognition we've always really had. slyly, some other words attend the moment too.