Who's Gonna Love You When Your Looks

The Course Of A Lifetime Runs/over And Over Again

Two Times Two Is Twenty-two, Four Times Four Is Forty-four. When Numbers Get Serious, They Leave A Mark On Your Door.

In The Clearing Stands The Boxer, And A Fighter By His Trade. And He Carries A Reminder Of Every Glove That Laid Him Down... Or Cut Him Till He Cried Out In His Anger And His Shame "i Am Leaving! I Am Leaving" But The Fighter Still Remains.

And You Read Your Emily Dickinson, And I My Robert Frost. And We Note Our Place With Bookmarkers That Measure What Weve Lost.

You Know, Life Is What You Make Of It- So Beautiful Or So What.