Delaminated lament of age progression.

Delaminated lament of age progression.

Yeah yeah yeah,

that thing that thing,

you know all those piles of things,

like years, like years flowing on into nothingness.

And the tires, the tires,

the tired go on and on and it all flows

and it is tireless

this going

this going is tireless

but we have to rest

so much resting, what can I tell you?

all the things that will be said

all the things to be happening

all the happening and all the

happiness we miss.

We do not miss the bad years

lets dismiss the bad thoughts

let us enjoy the SOLIDNESS

we have here, now

in a temple of wonderfulness

in a small car of concern

we wander these roads of dimension

What a person you are!!

What fine children you have

picked up and gave a ride home

Who made a home for them

and what different siblings you have had

and no one but you could have that combination

because in spite of all those tiresome things that

mire us in muck from the past,

we chose to be better than all that

maybe we don’t have the storybook family

but where we touch

In heart and soul

as alien as we need to be at times

we mean a lot to each other

and we want to go on

we are not giving out

we are not giving up

our joy of being here

part of us

and the hope

to add one more year

because of the wonderfulness!