When the arrow of Cupid fires,
It is the pain of the departed that is sweetest!
My legs are numb, dizzy feeling of embracing my beloved,
A child! little red cherry cheeks cheering!
Hopping liitle feet! ....and mother's bosom,
Is this is a screaming planet! ?
Noise, Noise everywhere
Not a place to think
As the train lumbered along the craggy path,
And the sounds of chug smothered the engine sloth,
The tree branches, from the window canvas,
Could be seen spreading in a thoughtful pause
The dark blue sky
Hung over the east
Was beginning to have,
The cool orange feast,