| The ancient bricks are crumbling making space For living creatures humble, self effaced The wallflowers waver on the topmost ledge Leaning out to watch the hurried pass The sun shines from the East in blinding glare Shadows shorten .trees bud ,Spring is near My baseball cap protects my eyes and skin Even the most strong will never win We take the humus ,grow our crops and flowers When our time is done, we will not cower Gratefully we love our neighbours,friends Right until we reach the very end Then with the bones of innocence we lie Deep the soil and deeper still the Eye |
