Sleeping cats
And vanquished bats
Are all we're really about

You put on the TV
Pull out the coffee mug
I'll forget the rocker's shout

I loved you from the moment I met you
I never loved someone more
To feel feckless when I forget you,
To witness the whole planet roar

Tonight I'm a desolate crow
Only because you're not around
I'll do my best 'gainst my swelling chest
To be someone Jesus found

But I'll hand it to you
You fixed this clown,
Broken down and all a mess

You fetched me humility
With reproaching tranquility
Guess that's what I needed best

The past has had its time
It's taken its sublime low bow
I think of tomorrow without fear or sorrow
And live in the almighty Now

© Copyright David Bosworth April 2023