Unheard of hope
As hands made big to give
Press small fingers round a coin
And say "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
I'll take your heart
The one you thought was yours
And give you one to call your own
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
A god's remorse
For a ruined world
Small voices made sweet to sing
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
The cutters come
And a tree must fall
With a great forgiving rush of wind
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."

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