As you go

dance timely

On the morn of your last day

With me let all our expectations fly

The wind has strong arms

It will carry them away

It will carry us high

Less all the mountain pounds of lists

Little tasks pile up, don’t they

Dentist, carwash, homework, birthday,

Invoice, mortgage, don’t they

Don’t they underweigh

The hours we have still

Moving moving flying past

Let them leave, my love, my life

Fills up your dance card

First and last.

On the eve of your last day

With me let’s hold these fleeting pebbles fast

In the way your old chin tilts

When mine is wet and trembling

Cast your line like yesterday,

With my arm tight around yours

Then loose our pebbles to the sky

The deep the nether, never world

Where dreams and love are evergreen

Ever born, you and me, no

Matter oceans, mountain things

Or lists or tasks, queens or kings,

(The setting sun warns of mourning springs)

I have danced this all of life

And you have taught me wings.