Come have a glass, the day is done,
The battle fought, and almost won,
And night is calling to the heart
Together lives that fall

Apart

We look, and what we see can quite
Astound us;
For our surroundings will, in fact,
Surround us.

We make our choices, but then don’t
Believe it;
As though we gain a thing, but don’t
Receive it

Some days pass without a glance,
But look around if you’ve the chance,
For time will steal your life away:
So live as though you’ve just
Today

Some days pass, and they are good,
Although it’s little understood
That much of living’s letting go
And knowing that we do not
Know

I find it hard to sleep,
And weird, when day is done,
To fail at counting sheep,
Because there’s only one.

I really should get more,
But this I can’t afford;
Because I’m rather poor,
Except with being

Bored

On winter’s edge
We shivered long,
But hate though loud
Is never strong

As what the world
Would have us think:
On winter’s edge
We reached

The brink

Though one day, there’s an “after”,
At least I know for now
That love is built of laughter,
And we’ll get through, somehow.

Though life is rife with sorrow,
And platitudes, and noise,
It really is in simple things
We find our greatest joys.