Its been nearly two months now since I wrote you last

You can't imagine my regret still it wasn't very nice not to write

I won't see Sally in the summer

I know you must've had your reasons

I know you didn't mean to hurt me, Daddy

Don't know why you behave as you do

Just a line on a card that denotes where you have ordered me to

You don't try to imply there's a why

I wouldn't venture a guess

I couldn't know someone less

I've imagined you so many ways

You are kind, you are tall, you are old

But in all those pondering days

I did not imagine you heartless and cold

I thought you cared, I confess

I couldn't know someone less

And I'm here on a farm in the country

Sleep in a wooden bed

Mrs. Semple is really quite simple

Sees that the cows are fed

Tomorrow we may paint the barn a different shade of red

There's an ice cream social at the school house

I wish I were dead

If I could travel to places in books

I could see with my eyes how Milton's Heaven looks

But I am here watching days slip away

Adrift in my own discontent

Though you've shown me kindness

And changed my life, I must confess

Why would you set me free

Only to imprison me

I couldn't know someone less