The Rock Collector
Rosehip
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It's early April The buds are on the wolf willow, soil exposed And the rock collector is on the garden road Past her castle A spider's in the tower, her web unfolds And the rock collector votes to leave her alone Through the poplars An owl's in the branches, his eyes are yellow But the rock collector keeps her gaze low She doesn't realize Just how much she'll miss home Up the steep hill Her fingernails feel gritty, she's stubbing her toes And the rock collector turns to feel that wind blow She doesn't realize How heavy her pockets could grow It isn't easy To be a collector of such weighty things But there is a beauty in sediments and stones It's early April The buds are on the wolf willow, soil exposed And the rock collector is on the garden road Her pockets are full and she's never been so Content
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