Lonely Am I
Looking at fine plants from the window
In the morning light. I see agave and cactus growing high
Weeds in the garden are left free to grow
Dill plants complete to reach to the sky
Lonely am I
Sadder is my dream
I exhaust my sorrowful mind to write a poem
Done, but which beauty to give to?
I open the window to hear the cuckoo
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