And when the man of time is done

Trees cut through and through

Oh’ Beastly – silly one

Give yourself to you

and not another

Lend your cares not to beg

In sorrow sow joy

In Mourning sow  a gentle burst of sun

Fathering a simple plea

when my life is done

You shall see me again

kneading a shadow’s glow

in a dash hope –

life is sweeter