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Friday, July 19, 2013

play


play with me in the night
among the daisies growing wild,
in the clear blue of the quarry
off the old farm road;
dance naked under moonlight
promise me your love
promise me you'll play forever
here, with me
beneath the blue-pink glow
of summer's setting light
where the cricket's song is the same
one they sang before you were born,
and your father
before you.
play me a tune on your old
ukulele, play seek 
and hide me, hold me close
so no one will see 
me cry.


2 comments:

Stuart James said...

how wonderful, lovely, bittersweet

Anthony Duce said...

I so enjoyed this. The imagery comes through as history relived, right down to the cry at the end.