Beginning

A scratch a stretch, a frumpled shirt and all the grass whines "please" --
and leaves a'ticklin' her so shy toes-- all time, all time ...
Squinch eyes and blink and try to flirt with dancin', laughin' leaves.
Buried things and livin' things
chat o'er their cup o' tea.
She broke her back just bein' nice
cracked her skull while learnin'
twisted the ankle while dancin' on egg shells
but whispers with the trees
tells secrets to the trees.