On the wind carried a Satyr's song
Which drove my heart to further long
For the time when her eyes would lock with mine
And my world was blinded by their pristine shine
For a flash the world held only us
Until the wind blew another gust
And reluctantly I moved on
Searching for another song.

You fetched my love in a pail
Promised our love would always sail
Movement now slow as that of a snail
I'm weary and frail
From the promises I hung onto like a rail
I'm at the point of slipping off the tail
Never a tale I want to tell.

Because the morning has easier
Decisions, the old rise early,
Coming to our coffee and eggs
In bowed appreciation
Of the harvesters and hens,
Opening the paper
With bent fingers
And lowered expectations
Of good news, prepared
To see familiar departures
And a history of marriages
That have somehow survived.

never alone
sometimes forgotten

always loved
sometimes a problem

some changes are made
sometimes they backfire

some things take time
sometimes they expire

maybe its life
maybe it's not

maybe it's me
maybe you’re wrong

you’re never alone
you’re never not wanted
keep staying strong
keep your kind heart kind-hearted.