A silly dilly-dally day

Who knows
where toes doze
or where the sun goes
or if bees have knees
or if trees sneeze
in a spring breeze
or what it means
when shades of green
seep between the seams
of a dream? Not me,
as you can see,
otherwise I’d be singing
those meanings
and not these melodies.

(dtn)

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