This novel… We’ve been writing Over these many years, It seems maybe more like A collection Of disparate stories, Playing a soundtrack Yours and mine – The music, Not the voice, We just hit a groove Wicked and smooth, Winning – Ah, loose like tigers Jungle bait, Antelopes far-fetched, Can you make The lesson Stick like darts On the dress, never Worn, given out With drinks Not ours to consume. Still, I know, Some assume, Illusions dispelled Yet and soon, Together forever In miles set apart Known, each And ever By heart.
Where life goes Staggering around corners Trying to escape The grief when too much is lost Or drunk on finding new love. Fingers wanting to hold Tight to things material But time gives lessons On how better to allow What is precious to pass. All is a veil worn By a bride, which gossamer Covering will not linger, With a kiss dispersed And years are away, past. Only to be today Worry along nary other way Find the smiles, laughter, Learn and again, for knowledge May keep company after. Love, it is living The spirit, soul, heart Of every human being, Mutual, a blessed treasure Often sought, seldom caught. The pain of years Memories of beauty, love, joy Restrain a flood of tears For sadness brings reminding Life is worth all given. So sing loud, pray often, Hug the beloved Swim with the dolphin Share and be grateful Existing is delightful.