summer
esse
i pulled a girl out of a tree
and asked her if she could sit with me.
we sat, talked, walked, up, down a hill
we watched noon shadows standing still.
we ran and sang and played charades
brought bread and cheese and marmalade.
we watched a lake, under the moon
i kissed her, said i'd be leaving soon.
day i sang a farewell song
and said to write before too long
she looked for marks upon my face
marks to know me, through age to trace
when i left she said goodbye
tears were shining in her eyes
november came she wrote me well
when i would write her, i couldn't tell
i was young and troubled not to speak
the months went by the warmth fell weak
she never got a word from me
the girl i pulled out of a tree
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