Sometimes, very rarely, if you are lucky, you might meet someone out of nowhere— who teaches you to smile, even when your heart is heavy with pain and your eyes are filled with tears.
The young Talk so flippantly of death In their video games And pop tunes They posit heart attacks And dying tonight Disconnected From The Reaper's loom
The old Sing so sweetly of love The Woulda Shoulda Coulda of lt all Dusted with Advancing decrepitude As the brown leaves Turn and fall.