Dancing Along the Footpaths

My girl and me we have it all

In this wet and tired year

Smiling at a sky so drear

As the leaves begin to fall

We say, up your nostrils, rain

Breeze would freeze us but in vain

No matter what the weather brings

Our joint loving heart just sings

Many a matter rises up

To quash our happiness but fails

Love shows its muscle, matter quails

Cynical fate soon wises up

Retiring to the sidelines where

He cries a lot and tears his hair

Pete and Allie meanwhile prance

Along the footpaths in a dance.