a matter of choices

in all the time we take to sit and talk

not one of us has gotten up to look

at what is in the woods just past the brook

 

it's very simple if only we would walk

out through the gate we would not be mistook

in all the time we take to sit and talk

 

but then we'd miss the play of mouse and hawk

which is not written down in any book

nor see the creature hiding in her nook

in all the time we take to sit and talk

far past the horde

what's made impossible and left undone

becomes the goal of those who cannot know

how fast the little tree will have to grow

to reach its proper place beneath the sun

in this hard age some tasks are never fun

but this one is for more than simple show

it will not leave us with the sort of glow

that brings the punters to us on the run

you have the magic now or so you think

since all the focus is on how you do

this simple task not on our tired fall

from what was grace but still on the last brink

of victory you may not have your due

since none of us get anything at all