said you

your lithe hands
so genteel
too graceful
why
so callus
do you
have you
work
like the big men
I will
have to I
leave you
at the byway
and leave me
empty
so
…so long
has
been your road
globe beautiful
you you be
I wend
and sing
the echo way
lost
clambering
and am
the great went
to you
my
globe beauty
in suntime
and rain