Through the drawn curtain
Daylight seems to gleam,
Saying, Heaven’s certain;
Happiness no dream
Why this revelation?
Why does my heart play?
Simple explanation
Allie’s home today.
I sing an Edinburgh song:
Of love in bed all morning long
(We never made that lunchtime show)...
It’s more quiet than I’ve ever known
No cat stirs, wasp or fly.
At least for a while...
