Born with the moon in Cancer
Choose her a name she'll answer too
Call her green and the winters can not fade her
Call her green for the children who have made her little, green
Be a gypsy dancer
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the night's when the Northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes and sometimes
There'll be sorrow
~
Joni Mitchell
2 comments:
Love, love, love the lyrics. Hate, hate, hat snakes! Great art … even if it will keep me awake all night.
LOVE this, although I'd be as terrified of that bug on the arm as I would be of the snake...like Indybev, I'll be awake all night. :D
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