A Quote by John j Armstrong on life, love, and nature

STOP ..saying so much more

When the tribal groups of december trade
Seated in the figure of crocodile
And songs are sung and deals discussed, are made
Real. All... For more than one reason they smile.

These codes are writ in secret, feeling fine
To keep what's private to my self since we
All must face our maker in our own ryhme
And reasons for being ( from regrets) free

So let the memory of your glory
Be the tenderness heartfelt love starkly
In the sky of my mind vast and pretty
Evermore glittering simplicity

Where in the truth of country grows sober
And sunshines through fog to radiate wonder

John Armstrong (1709 - 1779)

Contributed by: john