Time is so brief I fear
In which to have you near
Your work extends you so
And I love you so dear
Our work is all one though
Whichever path we go
A labour without peer
To set the stage aglow
Pursue dramatic art?
Sounds grand – but that’s our part.
I signed her last return today
The Alison file is empty now
With this last year she's over the brow...
Thank you for the daffodils
Standing in their pewter vase
Pointing to heaven and the stars...