LIFE WITH YOU . . . . . . .

Better than many, the trouble is we all want more,
the sun to shine every day, chance of that is poor;
ironically, I lived where that actually did transpire,
gave you a position where happiness was for hire.

However, we all have to cope with dull and rainy days,
it can be hard when you think back on your old ways;
wish you were young again, with all that confidence,
instead of being careful, just waiting for common sense.

Sinatra said that, 'No one could have had a life like mine,'
maybe not, but maybe not like mine either, dear maestro;
it's not riches, it's many things saying the fat lady sings,
the way you walk on air, what compassion and love brings.

You radiate your own light although weather may not be fine,
I've no need to worry any more because you're my sunshine.