Blowing shut the bedroom door
The weak breezes passed thru.
Winter clings here in Austin
Sunny days with icy skies of blue.
Dropped a quarter in the road
In front of a little kid’s smile.
These days it’s a sauntering walk
Because I can’t do that uphill mile.
Finally found my keys
Under the laptop wrap.
Did I really kiss an angel
Or have I found the latest trap?
She glides like a superstar;
Why am I so blessed?
I know we will dance well,
So why am I so distressed?
All those many false starts
Weigh down on my best wishes.
Will we find our deserted beach
Or do I get more chipped dishes?
But here’s now a new chance
Looking right straight through me.
Wherefore are thou, Courage?
Gone to the Lion of the OZ.
Time to see where this goes;
Day tripping in Love’s farrago.
Got to turn your back to go forward.
Hey there, sweetie; yep, let’s go!