Little Twirl

We’re out among the trees

with bushes and blueberries

and you’ve got that look in your eyes, as if

it tries to swallow the size of it in - in

you are braver than me

you climb up to the top of a tree

and call for your brother to see

I know you wish never to be without him - him

You’ve got so many things

there’s lipsticks, pearls and rings,

and powder to put on your lids,

and boxes and bags to keep them in - in

Roses tickle your skin, as your friends

start to come in and you’ve

got that look in your eyes, as if

floods starts rushing inside of it - of it 

I follow the roses

I follow the roses