Sunday, November 14, 2010

If Not Then


Come in the spring. Come after the equinox.
But if not then, then when the cuckoo calls.
Or if not then, come when the may blooms.
And if not then, we'll sing June's song.
Save if not then, lets sit together,dust July and August still.
And if not then, share cool woods shade in Indian summer.
But not now. Not when the wind blows.

2 comments:

Craig Rockfield said...

From one blogger, to another. Damn these blog things are addictive. Once you get started, you just can't stop. Hello Hallett, it's Olle! Shall be watching Hallett's mountain from over at Dykes Edge...

startare said...

Can't be as bad as our mistral. But you can come even when it blows!