In My Place

 

 

No beasties, no men.

Only birds and butterflies

Flitting and floating

On the still air without care.

No beasties, no men.

An uncompromising fortress

Of green walls and blue sky

Freeing the light to dance

Over the grass

In harmony with the winged.

No beasties, no men

To trample and crush.

No beasties, no men

To holler and rush.

No beasties, no men

No beasties within.