Throws a look Blows away She woke up to follow The lapping ocean Is her thing An ever friend Not hollow Her whispers are In the wind Rain for her Just fountains Her garden where The Lovers go No thunder there Not harrow Just woke up To follow it Throws a look And still The swallows fall Around that face And wonder is for her Girlchild with the universes in her With sleepy eyes She throws a look At the passing swallow Nestled in Her candy hair She's never heard Of tomorrow How it filled me How it filled Girlchild Aglow How it filled me How it filled Letting go of sorrow