I wish I could capture the essence Of my life here, Now.
I’d wrap it up in bubble wrap, (you always loved bubble wrap) and put it in an envelope. I’d lick it closed, And mail it off to you.
It’s stupid for me to try To show you what I felt When this morning As I was crossing the street In the brusque Connecticut air, A car stopped for me, And I waved to thank the driver.
Then as I approached my building, Stepping on freshly fallen October leaves A girl held the door for me And I thanked her.