All these days that I limped on,
once too often on a lonely lawn,
always feeling somethings gone,
and pondering why my minds so torn?
I take a journey back down the road,
decrying off my shoulder's load,
picking up pieces of a joy abode,
and on my horse back I rode.
And while on the way to destiny,
hurt by my minded mutiny,
I bind up the pieces just to see,
a once happy portrait of you and me!