To Be Again
To be now
Over there
In the River
For the Summer
Together
On the Water
With the Father
And Mother
Back beside me
For Always
And Always
And Ever
And anyhow
Somehow
In Eternal
Weather
In Time
To be where
The country Spire
Windswept
Points
At the
Rising Sky
On creaking
Joints
And climb
The clinking tiles
As Women
And Men
To be then
Again
As promised
With bright
New ken.
To taste
the Air
Not near
But where
Old Dreams of
Dappled orchard
Bear
The soft
Decay of
Cider pears
To taste
Again
And be
Worth
In whole
The Wear.
