When the Time Comes to Rewind

When the time comes to rewind,
And the right whale sounds with the blue,
And daffodils stand dense as glads,
I'll set my watch by you.

When the final flying fish has drowned,
And five, and five, and three,
And when the threads are all rewound,
You'll set your watch by me.

hart@uchep.uchicago.edu