The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
They go, in sun and wind, past standing cars
I watch their backs whom I love so
Smart and striding upright and purposeful...
Frustration dogs my days. There’s not one thing
That I would do that does not stand in doubt.
As if some grinning demon cast a ring...
