Mill Valley Was Once a Pretty How Town

Mill Valley Was Once a Pretty How TownMill Valley

Miller Avenue looking Toward Downtown

Mill Valley was once a pretty how town

(with up so floating many bells down)

spring summer autumn winter

we sang our didn’t we danced our did.

Women and men (both little and small)

We cared for all, we had a ball

we sowed our isn’t and we reaped our same

sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few

and down they forgot as up they grew)

autumn winter spring summer

that we loved them more by more

when by now and tree by leaf

we laughed our joy we cried our grief

bird by snow and stir by still

everyone’s any was all to us

someones married their everyones

laughed their cryings and did their dance

(sleep wake hoe and then) they

said their nevers and they slept their dream

Mill Valley Now is a Pretty ‘Now’ Town

(upwards floating — never ‘down’)

upones only marry their upones

who hide their didn’t and dance their did.

spring summer autumn winter

(Appologies to  E. E. Cummings)