Me
As long as I live
I shall always be
My Self – and no other,
Just me.
Like a tree.
Willow, elder,
Aspen, thorn,
Or cypress forlorn.
Like a flower,
For its hour
Primrose, or pink,
Or a violet –
Sunned by the sun,
And with dewdrops wet.
Always just me.
Till the day comes on
When I leave this body,
It’s all then done,
And the spirit within it
Is gone.
Walter de la Mare
Wish I could be a just me 'sunned by the sun'!
ReplyDeleteI agree - without the wind if possible.
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