let's stop here boy and rest

let's stop

here

boy and rest.

let's sit on these warm stones

stacked

by the farmer

next door.

i want

to go on

but i'm

old.

you'll see one day,

my child,

you'll see, but

you

continue on,

get to the lake

then circle back,

i'll be here waiting,

and then

we'll go home