The Two Halves of my Life

Today we took a lovely walk On quiet country roads, Where the autumn trees surround The rural one of our abodes. A hundred miles later, We strode briskly, I should note, From our main home, an apartment, To the place where we could vote. Now, to cast an early ballot, We were luckily assigned To a great New York museum, So, of course, we then combined An important civic duty With a visit worth a view Of a very cool exhibit, Which we always love to do. Our two living quarters equal, Since they’re small, an average house, Yet this singular arrangement Works for me and for my spouse. When the two halves come together, In the ways I love the best, I feel happy and contented, Which, by now, you might have guessed.