Questions

Will we always laugh, my dear

When the wine glasses break

Or I feed you dry, burnt cake ?

When I can’t hear the words you need to say

Or you forget a task I set one day ?

Can we stay light-hearted still my dear,

If times are bad ?

O, say that you know we will, my dear

And make me glad.

22nd October 2008

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