We were like a kit
Unassembled and
incomplete
A loose collection of
parts
But we were just parts
And the lesser for it
But there was no
manual
There were no
instructions
To say which part
fitted which
So there were mistakes
Part A did not fit
part Z
And part B did not
connect with H
But then one day
Part A was in
proximity with B
And quite effortlessly
Joined into one entity
From the sight of the first swallow
To the moment of the
last fall of snow
More than a short
romantic interlude
But nonetheless it was
bound to conclude
A love born beneath a
swallow’s wing
Perished on the very
eve of spring
Love is not
A test of life,
To prove existence
Love is life
Where love is absent
Life perishes
Where love exists
Life is lived
The time I have awaited is at hand
As evening falls
slowly on my life
And as my light sets
on this world
I will once again
rejoin my wife
Love is not a test of life
That we might pass or
fail
To prove if we are
alive
Life is a test of love
That we can pass or
fail
But we must try to
survive
Are you wearing skinny jeans?
They are a very skinny
pair
But on those lovely slender
legs
What else would you wear?
There is knowledge I need to know
I’m sorry I don’t mean
to blether
But how does the snowplow
driver
Get to work in the
winter weather
