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.
Here in the marvellous garden
The magic shadows play;
With the sunlight’s pardon...
The kids weren’t there; the sun walled up with cloud
What wan Sunday noon we walked from church into!
Our walls seemed wet...
