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Comments about Keith Spencer
There is a place to which I'll go,
A secret woodland place.
Deep in its leafy temples I shall know
The wonder of your innocence and grace,
And see your face framed by the mosses of the forest floor
There I shall sit and watch the breeze,
As it dances with the fern.
And hear it play the music of the trees,
Tuning each branch in turn.
There I shall learn how many dreams my memory holds in store.
Or I shall heed the stillness of the day,
And listen to the bee
Buzzing the endless, pointless, hours away
Till you are there with me.
Till we are ...