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.
Through the dark and wind that gusts and bustles,
Beneath a sky the icy moon adorns
Along cold pavements where the dead leaf rustles...
The thoughts that scourge me in the night
Cannot defer the living skies
Of dawn and morning’s hopeful light...
