Angharad Davies - Cherish

When I was young
I saw Love hanging from a bough
Like a star burning bright

When I grew tall enough to reach it
I grabbed it with both hands
And ran around devouring it

Now I am fat
And lazy with Love
I yearn for that cherished first bite

Angharad Davies

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