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.
He does his yoga, straining up,
She speaks to students, gives advice,
(One hand clasps the telephone...
We all suffer separation
Some more than others – I
A self-absorbed of long duration...
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