Days do come and they do go

But it is far better to know

Ahead of time how much sweat

We will contend with as sets



Of circumstances do reveal

How others do, or do not feel

Under atmosphere which blinds

As it makes us ravel and unwind



For the stickiness which mars

Us as we do travel quite far

In the search of other souls

Who smile, and emote in pools



Of goodness from the bottom of hearts

Which they do wear on sleeves in part

Within which they have arms which hug

As they surround you with them, smug



In the knowledge they have of you

Which they use to further ties too

As they bind ever closer to the spirit

Which is both yours and theirs so fit



And as you zero in on those quiet ticks

In likened hearts which you've picked

To share so carefully in full abandon

You will realize there's nothing better

                  than - Love, landing ... 



- Tristram