Autumn Put Down Me Bed
Autumn put down me bed
In the grass and the leaves of yours
Cool me I’m hottest lad
But don’t freeze hands of mine, of course.
Make me marquee in wood
Frail but only mine
Autumn I wish I could
To sleep in the bush to be fine.
Give to my fallen soul
View of the forest’s shade
I will be dead for all
I will be deaf for fate.
Hairs will not be white
Sadness won’t come as troop
Put down the bed with light
Weave endless dream in loop.
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