My Daughter Yes She Knows

My daughter, yes, she knows

How far out the garden goes

I'm a sunlight in the soil

Pythian rank and often royal

My daughter, yes, she sees

Great and perilous trapeze

Scaling tightrope walker's reach

From which guardian angels preach

Well, I'd like to see them stay

Yes, I think and I hope

Web-ambasted children pay

Go outside themselves and pray

Northern Iceland's melting slow

Cannot save them, this I know

Into sifting cups they spill

Spike and try them, if you will