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.
Don’t let the daydreams live too long
Clear the cobwebs and proceed
So many children we must feed...
About the centre of the small loo window
Leaves of every ivy-colour frame
The bold obtrusion of an autumn sun...
