5820	8	16	His books are all jammed in the closet,
6818	1	14	Ever serene and fair,
9540	4	14	Never mind faded forests, Austin,
1552	0	7	I like blue.
9540	12	14	Prithee, my brother,
5820	7	16	And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
6818	6	14	Here is a little forest,
1552	6	7	We all like red and blue.
8622	15	18	And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
9540	6	14	Here is a little forest,
1552	2	7	
6818	13	14	Into my garden come!
6655	16	53	toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
5820	14	16	Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
1552	5	7	
8622	12	18	To the place where the sidewalk ends.
6655	29	53	that passes through my life,
6655	26	53	
6655	39	53	
9540	11	14	I hear the bright bee hum:
5820	3	16	And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
6655	51	53	and as long as you live it will be in your arms
5820	12	16	Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
9540	0	14	There is another sky,
5820	15	16	I knew it looked familiar!
6655	45	53	if each day a flower
6655	44	53	with implacable sweetness,
6818	11	14	I hear the bright bee hum:
9540	10	14	In its unfading flowers
5820	6	16	His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
9540	7	14	Whose leaf is ever green;
6655	10	53	or the wrinkled body of the log,
8622	9	18	Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
6818	0	14	There is another sky,
9540	2	14	And there is another sunshine,
6655	23	53	you forget me
6655	46	53	climbs up to your lips to seek me,
6655	7	53	if I touch
6655	27	53	If you think it long and mad,
6655	21	53	
8622	7	18	Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
5820	9	16	His vest has been left in the hall.
8622	16	18	For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
6818	8	14	Here is a brighter garden,
8622	0	18	There is a place where the sidewalk ends
6655	50	53	my love feeds on your love, beloved,
1552	3	7	I like red.
6655	14	53	were little boats
6655	34	53	that on that day,
5820	5	16	His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
5820	13	16	Donald or Robert or Willie or--
9540	9	14	Where not a frost has been;
5820	2	16	His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
6818	5	14	Never mind silent fields -
6818	2	14	And there is another sunshine,
6655	49	53	in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
9540	5	14	Never mind silent fields -
1614	10	16	. . . . .
5820	1	16	His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
5820	0	16	Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
6655	22	53	If suddenly
6818	7	14	Whose leaf is ever green;
6818	12	14	Prithee, my brother,
6655	48	53	in me all that fire is repeated,
9540	13	14	Into my garden come!
6655	8	53	near the fire
9540	3	14	Though it be darkness there;
6655	4	53	if I look
6655	18	53	Well, now,
6655	28	53	the wind of banners
1552	1	7	You like red!
6818	4	14	Never mind faded forests, Austin,
6818	3	14	Though it be darkness there;
6655	15	53	that sail
6655	20	53	I shall stop loving you little by little.
6818	9	14	Where not a frost has been;
5820	10	16	A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
8622	3	18	And there the sun burns crimson bright,
1552	4	7	You like blue!
5820	11	16	And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
5820	4	16	His workbook is wedged in the window,
6655	35	53	at that hour,
8622	17	18	The place where the sidewalk ends.
8622	1	18	And before the street begins,
9540	1	14	Ever serene and fair,
6655	2	53	
8622	4	18	And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
6655	37	53	and my roots will set off
9540	8	14	Here is a brighter garden,
6818	10	14	In its unfading flowers
6655	38	53	to seek another land.
2936	4	20	To where it bent in the undergrowth;
6655	47	53	ah my love, ah my own,
8622	11	18	And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
1614	5	16	And leaped from saddle to war.
