It is hard
To gauge
The merit of my writing
Whether it is,
Like a baby out of me,
That I love it just because it is mine
Or if it is a coincidence, and that the work really is just that good,
The child that successful
It is hard
To gauge
The merit of my writing
Whether it is,
Like a baby out of me,
That I love it just because it is mine
Or if it is a coincidence, and that the work really is just that good,
The child that successful