alone, so
alone, so (cried the tree) the forest as gloomy as gloomy could be. never the less the sun always did run with flowers so blooming and cities well drawn
quiet, sometimes (responded the clouds) for awake and awake but never so loud. often in love were the hills and the skies with bees so buzzing and buildings so wide
for granted, taken (conducted the birds) with bullets still firing still firing at words. fireflies in the nighttime continued to shine with fires now blazing and countries sublime
cared anyone, never (concluded the spring) marvelling in the pity the pity it brings. forever together and drifting apart lay side by side the nations at heart
-topaz














