*Musical setting of a poem by Naomi Long Madgett

*Set for guitar & piano, bass & soprano

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**LYRICS**
I wouldn't coax the plant if I were you
such watchful nurturing may do it harm
We'll let the soil rest from so much digging
(and) wait until it's dry before we water it

My leaf's inclined to find its own direction
give me a chance to seek the sunlight for my self!
Much growth is stunted by careful prodding
too eager tender, tenderness 

The things we love we have to leave alone
the things we love we have to learn to leave alone!
The things we love we have to leave 'em
the things we love we have to leave

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