THE FREEBOOTER’S LAMENT

If we go to the Northlands, my loveThrough beech and spruce and larchI’ll catch me a white white gooseMy love, to plead my humble cause.She’ll give me a featherIn indigo berries dippedAnd fly to your […]

HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE?

One year for the tears to flow Two years for them to dry Years Three and Four going off the tracks Wedding ring in the drawer Not on her finger The family supposing the new […]