Someday No-one Will Ever Touch Me Again Someday I will grow up and live in a
green cottage nearly all of which will be a
nice sunny kitchen and there will be a
big shady porch out front with a swing and a
rocking chair and out front will be a garden
with lilac and rose-of-sharon and forsythia and
peaches visions of wild violets and pre-school
smiles of dandelions and mouthfuls of
wild blackberries everywhere there will be no
roses and I shall sit on the porch in
my rocking chair the wood will be warm from
the sun and I shall just rock back and forth
all afternoon perhaps I shall share some of
my fruit and flowers with people
walking by I will wear a soft cotton dress
and no one will ever touch me again.  ¶ 9:46 PM