Every day the cards were played Everyday you lost I won. Every day you’d come back With declarations of future success, And when proved false you’d smile, All lopsided and sheepish, With a “next time perhaps” And now your gone. And next time won’t come. I guess I won after all. You always said I was a queen of diamonds But my dear, You were the Ace of hearts.
To Everett If there is a place after this life, I expect to see that lopsided grin From across the table May we play cards again who knows? I may even let you win... (Or not) :’(