\ I flutter back /  
      \ from time to time /  
     \ to loud hearts and /  
  \ gentle minds; to cityscapes /  
   \ in golden light, to neon bars /  
   | and street fights; to country |  
   | lanes and drunken drives with |  
    / good old friends and future \  
  / wives; to summer nights with  \  
/ campfire jives, to ***** shots  \  
/ and sunken pints; I flutter back  \  
      / and stay a while, \  
      / with no regrets \  
        / and only \  
          / smiles \