6- under the maple tree • eng
Oh little boy, somber boy
When did it last smell like spring for you?
- you ask
Never - i breathe the air - never.
Oh little boy, my spellbound boy
When did summer last hit you full on?
- i ask
Eternity ago - you whisper - eternity ago.
Oh little boy, peaceful, peaceful boy
When did the last crisp day of sun brush past you?
- you ask
When you left - i choke - when you left.
Oh little boy, my little fragile boy
When will you stop resting there, warm soil under your fingernails?
- i ask
Join me - you smile - will you?
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Jan 1/2022, suddenly grief-struck
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