my very favoritest poem
If you come softly
As the wind within the trees
You may hear what i hear
See what sorrow sees.
And if you come I will be silent
Nor speak harsh words to you.
I will not ask you why,now.
Or how, or what you do.
We shall sit here, softly
Beneath two different years
And the rich earth between us
Shall drink our tears.
It's such a sad sad poem