No one has seen them
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the
Where there are
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom
That wants it
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again,