Last night I awoke knewThat I should say goodbye nowTo these verses. That's how it always goesAfter a few years. They have to get outInto the world. It's not possible to keep themForever! here under the roof.Poor things. They must set out for town.A few will be allowed to return later.But most of them are still hanging around out there.Who knows what will become of them. Before theyFind their peace.
Sarah Kirsch.
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