If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smi le and half a spu rn
As housewives do a fl y.
If I could se e you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls
And put them ea ch in separate dr awers
Until their time befa lls.
If only ce nturies delayed
I'd count them o n my ha nd
Subtracting ti ll my fingers dro pped
Into Van Diemen's la nd.
If certain wh en this life was out
That yours and mi ne should b e
I'd toss it yo nder like a ri nd
And taste ete rnity.
But now all i gnorant of the length
Of time's uncertain wing
It goads me li ke the goblin be e
That will not state its sti ng
If only ce nturies delayed
I'd count them o n my ha nd
Subtracting ti ll my fingers dro pped
Into Van Diemen's la nd.
If certain wh en this life was out
That yours and mi ne should b e
I'd toss it yo nder like a ri nd
And taste ete rnity.