More than a year’s passed,
since my last rhyme;
More than a year’s passed!?
That’s quite a long time.
So much has gone on,
much life has passed by.
Happiness does that;
It makes the time fly.
We toil away
out in the desert:
Home to the heat and
surrounded by dirt.
But amongst all that,
there’s beauty abound.
You just need to stop
and look all around.
For me, I need not
to look very far,
to see your bright love,
my life’s shining star.
