. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . where ImagInatIon comes to play
Friday, 19 July 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:
how wonderful, lovely, bittersweet
I so enjoyed this. The imagery comes through as history relived, right down to the cry at the end.
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