I have never been the one to keep you warm,
Or stop the river freezing between your banks...

A crispy silver moonlight shone
upon the frosty leaves...

she slept beneath where the wisteria grew,
and woke with the blackbird's chorus...

Where are you now, my little one,
And are you resting comfortably...

Black bull stands steaming
in the daylight...

It wasn't wind or misty roads
That led me from your path...

~~~
All through the woods and twixt the brooks...

have a party for me when I am gone,
happy in the knowledge that I...