Life is not the simple thing oft described in novels, Daring man or daring girl doing daring wonders As a team, or better yet, doing it all solo, Getting oohs and getting ahs, and basking in the spotlight. Life goes on when curtains fall. Heroes go to bathrooms. They get old and someday die, And dying can be painful. How it ends can’t be known ’till that final moment, But the chance for support must be earned before then, Building ties to other souls in our daily living, Making love and making kids, building, sharing, giving. Life goes on when dancing ends, Children and soiled diapers. Kids grow up and move away, Try to live as heroes. Moses climbed the mount alone. What a stirring image. Live your life in that mold if you’d die in sorrow. We were meant to grow or die, but growing needs a garden, Young and old and all between living in a cycle. Life goes on when we die, Let us be remembered For the way we lived our days Though they short be numbered. We are living when we court, when we seek a lover. We are living when we love, when we raise our children. We are living when we care, when we work with passion. When we stop, we are dead. Damn the current fashion. Hippies were a sorry lot, Doomed by good intentions Sex was just like shaking hands. Love lost all its meaning. We were meant to flirt and court, now and yet forever, Binding souls before we bed, not the other order, To make babies if we can, raise them to do likewise. Then to flirt and court anew, adding to our family. Life goes on for married folk, Seeking more affection. If they try to wall it off, Life is without meaning. We were meant to live with love, in a loving family, Adding to it all the time, making up our losses, Adding children, adding men, adding cherished women, One by one, by sacred choice, thoroughly committed. Life goes on for lovers true, Though they love another. Chosen well, they’ll love them, too, Lover, sister, brother. Life is not the simple thing oft described in novels, Daring man or daring girl doing daring wonders, Would our hero have the guts to live a life of loving, Making love and making kids, building, sharing, giving?