Itâ??s good to see you back again
I donâ??t deserve to know where you have been
I tried to cure resentment with a bitter pill

Unkindness was confusing, Iâ??m reading handouts still

We both lament when our bed disappeared that night

Like a faltering prize fighter my brain was one horrific sight
I implored the referee to halt my bout
â??Let me excuse myself, donâ??t drag it outâ?


But now Iâ??m willing to say
Every lock opens with a key

Itâ??s your call what the morning brings
You are the free bird
You get the last word

Come in and rest your wings

We smelled a rose and had to have them all

Held them much too tightly, watched the petals fall
Lost sight of the magic charm when they adorn
Dreams were left with much less rose than thorn


In search of truth, we swallowed our Zen
There were hours of second guessing what might have been

The longer we were lost in a self-made maze
Shorter seemed our love from preceding days