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.
Let’s go to the Music Museum again,
Let’s fulfil that silly ambition –
Each April to October we intend to and then...
Cass at the piano
On either side – we all look round
Towards the camera...
