Sitting in the labour
Where no-one’s very pally
I try to love my neighbour
But wind up loving Allie
She makes me joy she makes me sing
Allie you’re my everything!
Frustration dogs my days. There’s not one thing
That I would do that does not stand in doubt.
As if some grinning demon cast a ring...
Here the powdered snow falls fast
Like drops of doubt onto our faith
It does not settle, cannot last...
