continued... Then you say how trees live so much longer than birds A long time, enough to carry and hold my family line down to the twenty third
How you will have to reconsider this option If I am to be with you and you with me
As strong and supportive as you will be holding me in your branches It just is not the same as carrying me in your arms As beautiful as those moments will be Watching me dance with your leaves It just will not be the same as peering to see my hands held in yours As much as you will smile as you open your buds The ones I tease eager for your fragrance and spring love It just will not be the same nestling together, both as doves
So many people So many lives Will pass your side Watch you reach further into the skies They will not know you carried love in your past eyes How she, me, had to leave you behind The one who tickled you on her last night With her beak of speech and feathers of warmth The one who took flight and never came back Back with the morning light
Then I think Oh how I worry you will be left alone with a broken heart Perhaps instead I should become Ivy Wrap you in thread Breathe with one another Kiss kiss Weave, caress Our roots as beds Deep in the south We will climb and stretch To the north, to the east and west What do you think might be best?..