The ships we are pass in the night
So dull and pointless habit formed
Not meeting like before not bright
Do we to live the next part me and you?
So distant so separate and forlorn
Or do we defy the trend and again be two
Can we not change and claim our right
To closer times based upon just us?
Against this tedium we have to fight
Habitual living two ships apart
Not either happy or fulfilled
Tedium ends this day our new life starts!
Copyright © 2009 Ray Feasey
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