: Days
by Philip Larkins
Read by M. Connor What are days for? Days are where we live in. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats Running over the fields.
Read by M. Connor
What are days for? Days are where we live in. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats Running over the fields.