by Jim Curtis

Created on: August 30, 2009

If Only My Life Were

the gathering of sunflower seeds

gamboling along a branch

leaping fearlessly into space

treetops above the earth flying gracefully across the gap

never once doubting

landing secure

scampering down to where the sunflower seeds wait

if only my life

playing tag

scuffling

making love high up there where all the world can see

but only we know when and if and where

so they would have to watch us endlessly

and we would scamper

up and down

run behind the tree

go down not up go back

and so be lost to them

whose poor eyes can barely see the tree

we see all the earth we need to see

we are of the earth the sky the tree

and we are free

to sleep to play to sit and stare

and when we choose

and are so inclined

to eat

we mosie down and

gather up sweet sunflower seeds

if only my life were.

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