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I think I shall No longer walk among limpid pools, In and out of caves, Wandering along the shore In search of a nascent dream.
I think I shall No longer sit among trees Green leafed and heavy with blossom Breathing in their scent and their strength Boughs like encircling arms protecting me I think I shall No longer run on the high moors And see the distant tors Shimmering in the sunlight And know they are my heritage.
I think I shall No longer lie in the fields That I love, in the long grass Where I have loved The women in my life.
I think I shall No longer drive in my town And see those who have down The years been my friends Going about their lives
I think I shall No longer swim in the river And feel that time has fractured And see all the people Who have lived here Down through the ages Smiling at me
I will instead Sit in the sun And dream.
Mike Tonkin
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