AT LAST -

Before noon, in times of gloom, telll me we are not to doom! Behind a shadow I saw you hiding, and came to you with many a good tiding, but under the moon, did I hold you too soon? At last long listening lassses are not making assses of themselves while having their say on the condition of their day. So do you laugh in the face of fate with your eyes of stone? Tell me, can you come out and play? There's so much more to behold. Don't be held back. Admit what you are and what you lack. Love, laughter and listening make perfection of affection, and bring joy and faith! These are the ingredients for friendship, a firmament, a foundation, a merriment while being our strength against discontent. Kill the rodent, pat the baby, for soon and once you're an old lady. Put simply: live to love and love to live; learn to forgive.