I Very Much Wished Not To Be

What Can We Do But Keep On Breathing In And Out, Modest And Willing, And In Our Places?

Because Of The Dog’s Joyfulness, Our Own Is Increased. It Is No Small Gift.

But How Did You Come Burning Down Like A Wild Needle, Knowing Just Where My Heart Was?

I Try To Be Good But Sometimes A Person Just Has To Break Out And Act Like The Wild And Springy Thing One Used To Be. It's Impossible Not To Remember Wild An Want It Back.

It's Morning, And Again I Am That Lucky Person Who Is In It.