I might have been quite funny
Those nights I sat alone
If I’d had someone with me
Or someone on the phone.
I’m sometimes quite amusing
Some have sometimes said;
All those I’ve amused being
Gone, or else are dead.
White stands out the most
Against the deepest black.
What is loved and lost
‘Gainst what we, needful, lack
I wrap my arms around me
With love and gentle care
And hold in tender memory
Those loved who are not there.
This business then of living
I hope I have it sussed
It’s all about the giving,
And getting? Not being fussed.