The twilight trees greeted me
With comfortable gloomy roots
And Holly and Ivy reached out
To tell me silly stories of the scary woods at night
And Fern jumped out from behind a rock
Waving her beautiful arms
And giggled

And we all put our fingers up
At the light and the noise of the town
Reached our hands out to the dark
And the wild wolves we'd missed
And curled ourselves up in the silence
That should have been there