I had a partner once.
We clicked, him and me.
Everything always
worked out fine.
We climbed mountains
from C
(Colorado)
to C
(California).
We got along great
and up we went,
with or without a tent.
But now no more.
He has a wife and kids, now, you see.
Can't say I blame him much.
He has two homes, now,
and earns two or three times as much.
I keep calling
to get out
just one more time.
Occasionally we get together.
I look in his eyes
and imagine
we each see some jealousy.
I'm still climbing hard, now, you see,
and I'm sure he sees a bit of longing
in me.
It's then our eyes glitter
as they did
all those years ago,
under blue sky, sun and snow.
We suffered sometimes
but all of it was fun.
I still have that partner,
that brilliant ol' son of a gun.
It's a bit different, now.
Still,
we click, him and me.
Everything always works out fine.
There's a lot more to look forward to,
all the way up
to the end of the line.
