… and, Heaven knows,
There may be tracks
(if you were foolish ’nuff to seek ’em).
Tracks that lead –
‘Less I was too brutal busy
To leave ’em –
Between the then-and-there,
When I was head-down
‘n’ workin’ hard;
So Satan-busy
I stopped thinkin’,
Stopped givin’ …
There and the here-and-now
With all those fools-days gone
And clean spring leakin’
Into my life again.
…
… an’, though my nerves are anxious-raw
It feels so good to be back again.
I’m happy you’re back, have missed your words 🙂
Why, thank you.
🙂 You’re welcome 🙂