We sit, alone together, passing time,

When what we’d rather do, me and my wife:

Go out, spend time with friends, find hills to climb,

Go play, get drunk, make love, get on with life.

The things we take for granted give us pause

And help us to appreciate the things

That, in those better times we seek, because

The need for acquisition never rings

The alarm bell that reason ought to sound

When we forget what values mean. To think

About what’s real and what’s not brings us round

Again to what we want or need. The blink

Of an eye can alter our perspective, 

Can turn us round to assess how we live.