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
Summer’s last day it might be said
Holidays end, soon schools return
Then for another spring we yearn...
I’m not good but I’m lucky that’s the truth
First, being wed to fragrant Allie King
Then dad to Cassie D and Anna Ruth...
