I’d like to lose myself In deep forest green Amongst the trees and life Most ethereal scene Then share flight with gulls That cry at set of day The smell of sea salts sweet White sails that wave and sway And moon reflecting lake Small ducks that flee in fear Silent ships like ghosts Such beauty I find queer Two beauties wait and sat Then dark it falls too soon As loved ones , others chat A man holds cute dog too I see couples walk In love hand in hand Not long before was such But lifes often unplanned Those couples who race home Of every color tongue Some are white and grey The others shine light young Then return to home To seek small rest alone And chat detestd machine My curse, alas, bemoan