clothe me

Put me in clothes for which they’ll bid.

When I am dead, when I am hid.

Give me some words for which they’ll fight

When I have gone and left this life.

Give me some wisdom, which they will quote

When they go to make their vote.

Give me some hands, some arms, some feet.

To spread out wide and welcome defeat.

Give me some flesh to sink down deep

That will rise again your new day speak.

Give me some walls to walk right through,

Give me some walks, to walk invisible too.

Give a sky shining and blue, some clouds

To go and rise up through.

Return me to where I have come

Return me to walk with the Sun.

So I will have to give someone

When I have gone where they cannot come.

Lydiangeline

march 1, 2019