My parents both were singers,
Taught us each to sing a part;
We would go out at Christmas and
Would carol folks by heart
I didn’t mind it very much
Out in the frost and rime:
I usually was rather shy
But not at Christmastime
When light and music filled the air –
The sound comes back to me –
There’s still no gift more special than
To sing
In harmony
I loved my dinner last night
Although I’m sure
More expensive meals were eaten
All over the world
I was perfectly happy
With the one I had
And would not have enjoyed
Any meal more
And, in the same way,
My love,
Know this:
From love comes pleasure
All pleasure is in the moment
And the moments I have with you
I would not replace
For any others
With anyone else
Because I’m perfectly happy
With you
Seek pleasure
And you will find it
But you will not find fulfillment
Seek fulfillment
And you will find it
And you will also find pleasure
If I have memories of happy times
Is it a tragedy that those times are gone
Or a blessing I ever had them?
For I can choose one or the other
I can let happiness continue
Or continually mourn its loss
