You used to
yes with me
So now you no
We used to
guess and see
So now you show
I used to
root myself
So now you grow
Now I am
tumbleweed
And there you go
A trick of the
mind, perhaps,
A fickle glow
A double
beat at first,
And then a blow
No building
blocks remain,
Merely a flow
You used to
learn with me
So now you know.
