Junior Ganymede
Servants to folly, creation, and the Lord JESUS CHRIST. We endeavor to give satisfaction

Treasure House

September 14th, 2021 by G.

The first sea breeze when you crest over the sand dune,

The smell of the pines when you come up from the plains,

The first ‘Daddy’ you hear when you step ‘cross the threshold,

These treasures rest in my goodly store.

 

Send me as envoy to the Great Cham of Tartary,

Invite me to dine with the underhill King . . .

What to me, Cham, thy peacocks and ivories?

What to me, elf, thy revels and lights?

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September 14th, 2021 06:21:38
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E.C.
September 14, 2021

It needs another verse. Or a reversal of verses – since you’ve chosen a question-and-answer format. (My personal opinion; it’s very good as is.)


G.
September 14, 2021

Thanks, EC. For both the praise and the suggestion


Wesley Dean
September 15, 2021

Beautiful.

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