Sorry but I am unable to come To reminisce By the severed oak trunks That sheltered our youth, once Please accept my apologies Lay this wreath of daisies Let it forgive me In my absence Perhaps where I once sat Alone and outcast Among dead headed bells And brown trampled grass That told me their day The same as the last Starkness, a wintry crown Bald elipses drawing around The stillness of lilies, of peace In the pond facing down I have moved on Found shelter again In trees proudly hung (Till withered to stump) Again I am sorry But I am unable to come