You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
Our white-walled houses facing west
Catch the sunset’s final glow
Dusk forms in branches as I mow...
Twenty years ago – this very time
What stage you were, I don’t recall –
Cassie was on the way...
