friendship poetry

to come so soon to this imagined dark
i said
will you glimmer on the sea?
they may talk of love in a cottage
what was it the engines said
arched the flood
she must go back, she said
have you seen walking through the village
the little white prayers
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
all down the years
they in the darkness gather and ask
therefore i may not
though i am little as all little things