In the wine air
Drinking the wide sky
By the white road
Sitting on dewy grass
Near the loud cars
Watching the lorries pass
Far from close walls
Letting our dreams fly
You
and this friend
Leaving a safe shore
Off to far lands
Seeking for something new.
How shall we fare,
Daring at last to do
All we once planned,
Wishful and unsure.
Freda
Davis 2009 |
