When to finish, a good book?
Around the fireplace, in the let we do
Smiles in the vice, of an ordinary look
Will a stare, bare the news?

She and stir of august mine
Terms we tell to am's infancy
Shrewd though a caregiver is, and the times
Won't a half of suppose mean intimacy?

Sharing a peek, a look and a gander
Of a vision in while, and the silence we back
Given the knowing and the somber liberty
We have seen in the moment's, a friend has asked...

What is a courage to learn elsewhere?
Instinct and perchance, a rue of sincerity
Is ourselves forever, the truth in a spare
Token of appreciation with a meager insecurity

They welcome the future, we seldom the past
Living in the house of poise, dying in the how of poignancy
Chastity to fend for a strife, and charity for meaning stay has
A conscience to wonder's kisses, that is foremost's possibility