You set your mind, you set your pen
Above the needs of your men
You trained your eyes
Sharpened your mind
You may have hid but never fled
Emily
Emily

In the hunting of a bird
In 100 things that never occurred
You saw the pain
You called its name
There is no comfort in your words.
Emily
Emily

Bridge
And when Bright ended your quiet life
And the truth came out
Scattered all about
Thousands of puzzles of insight.

I like it best when you sing spring
After all these years
Your words still ring
The yellow rose
Dances on its toes
The fear of ending that it brings.

Emily
Emily

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