Jackson

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