Do you regret our time
So sweet sublime
Our innocence and stupidity
Defiance and rigidity
Our path of venture without gain
Long walks out in the pouring rain
Tears wept, secrets kept
Our days of work and nights of play
Things done in that old stubborn way
Lessons hard learned
Bridges we’ve burned
Struggles and our tribulation
Travels and our destinations
Decisions made with fury of the living
Sincerity, compassion and giving
One splinter of this house we’ve built
One patch inside this hard earned quilt
One word within the pages of this book
Then maybe you should take another look
For without the tears you forfeit laughter
Without the now there is no after
Without stumbles there is never room to rise
Without choices there’s no basis to be wise.
Yes there simply is no reason to revise...
For these moments are the living in our lives.
Deo Volente
January 25, 2009
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