Cass & Jeremy

I’ve heard it said that love is made
From simple things,
I’ve heard it said

I’ve seen the two of you grow strong
For what’s to come
For what’s ahead

I’m sure that hours, weeks and days
Will crawl sometimes, and then, stampede:
I know that love is everything,
So you have everything
You need

Seo-yun

Studies hard so she
Can make the soccer first team;
Stronger than she looks,
And rabbit-fast on the pitch —
And yet, she’s no real scholar

That’s an ethnic trope.
Koreans and studying
Are considered twins;
But those who know her, know that
She’s more about the running –

Sally

For six years, ere she got divorced,
She listened to his twaddle:
But now she’s free from all of that,
And working as a model

She’s doing pretty well, not great.
But she does love the work —
Her money and her time: her own.
And not shared with
Some jerk

Zeena

The girls at work think she’s a snob,
The boys are all afraid:
I think she once had scruples, but
They seem to be mislaid;

She’s taking in some sun right now,
A rich dude paid her way:
It’s not her fault he gives her things.
In fact, he likes to pay —

She makes her choice and gets her way,
And I cannot begrudge her:
For she is, frankly, honest, so
Just who am I to judge her?

The Sarasota Six

In all the years that they’ve been friends,
They’ve shared a lot of things:
They’ve each stood by in times of tears,
And days of wedding rings —

It’s strange how long they’ve all stayed friends,
It’s rarely seen today —
For most of us just lose our friends
Somewhere along the way

For what keeps friends together?
It is simple caring? Fate?
Or being careful what you say,
Or who you choose to date?

I couldn’t say, but this I know:
A friendship doesn’t end,
When every party to it
Just decides to stay a friend.

And that is that has happened here.
I see it now, today:
For since they really care, they just
Will not throw that
Away

Tonya

She’s traveling in Europe now,
It’s grinding, not vacation —
But it’s what she’s been working for:
A long preoccupation –

She sees the world through hungry eyes,
And feels a joy that’s true:
For nobody can tell her
Where to go, or what
To do

Owen

Owen thinks outside the box.
He’s planning his escape:
He’d try and make a run for it
If he was more in shape

I know it looks a cardboard thing.
And open on one side:
But Owen swears he’s really stuck,
And that he’s really tried

So be more understanding,
Do not question him, or quiz:
For Owen’s life is desperate,
At least, he says it is