Carla Bruni －Afternoon
When I am old, and comforted,
And done with this desire,
With memory to share my bed
And peace to share my fire,

I&9ll comb my hair in scalloped bands
Beneath my laundered cap,
And watch my cool and fragile hands
Lie light upon my lap.

And I will have a sprigged gown
With lace to kiss my throat;
I&9ll draw my curtain to the town,
And hum a purring note.

And I&9ll forget the way of tears,
And rock, and stir my tea.
But oh, I wish those blessed years
Were further than they be!

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