Nancy Bird
Drs. F. Achmar
I sit and watch the Swallow hover some rainy afternoon
I sit and watch the Koepcke for you my dear old nancy bird
Imagining the empty gazes of hazy afternoon
I dream and count the raindrops for you
Fearful half the glow of our fading love for you
I sit and watch the fine gale that comes through
Tearful big girl I have to hold you from my rue
That the swallow brought the Koepcke haunting you
Fearful half the glow of our fading love for you
I sit and watch the fine gale that comes through
Tearful big girl I have to hold you from my rue
That the swallow brought the Koepcke haunting you
That the swallow brought the Koepcke haunting you