Talk Amongst Myself 1976You can go your own way
And off, away with you
Keep to your woodland paths
Hiding from the sunlight
Taking shelter beneath the trees.
I know you enjoy the violets
Trilliums and p***y willows,
And I am not needed for your world to be full;
But still I watch from the corner of my planet
And wish that I could step into yours.
For low I hear you calling
Even though you are silent
And only smile
Your wild rose smile
Which means nothing.
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