Songs To Aging Children Come

Through the windless wells of wonder

By the throbbing light machine

In a tea leaf trance or under

Orders from the king and queen



Songs to aging children come

Aging children, I am one



People hurry by so quickly

Don't they hear the melodies

In the chiming and the clicking

And the laughing harmonies?



Songs to aging children come

Aging children, I am one



Some come dark and strange like dying

Crows and ravens whistling

Lines of weeping, strings of crying

So much said in listening



Songs to aging children come

Aging children, I am one



Does the moon play only silver

When it strums the galaxy?

Dying roses, will they will their

Perfumed rhapsodies to me?



Songs to aging children come

This is one