Talk Soon

Bound to meet again, each one.
Surely, you’ll understand.
We’ve been forestalled, but

There shall be delight; not
That we would try. You’ll see  
Now, this is the nature . . .

Time . . . such that it’s presented
To us, with reserve—
Dreams in tips of

Little fingers outranged  
Our capacity for growth
To such extent we were

Upset . . . daunted . . .
Surely you understand, now, the
Nature of our ways

When we meet again shall
Be a glorious day.