New Chances

A fresh, lighted face
greets me as you pass
and warm summer eyes
burn off storm clouds.

I've never met one so like myself
and yet so new—
so utterly different
that "us" is unbelievable.

But why shouldn't we be happy?
Our company invaluable
and eternally enjoyable.

Now memories flood back
and I cannot remember a single time
when comfort has so reigned
and precautions have simply observed.

Love—
it's a silly thing
four letters used to describe the unknown.
No more than a black hole
into which we all must fall.

So, I guess,
if all else fails,
we can start with love
and move from there.