No, no, not us. We've been going for 51 years and still counting.
Jointly the path of life they tread
she looks aside, he looks ahead
their glances skirt the plants along the way
she humms a little tune
her mind conveniently blank
he walks behind
not thinking by the hour
whither their way goes,
neither one or other knows.
Talking is cheap they say,
so, easily they throw the chance away...
The path ahead comes to a fork
will they turn left or right
together silently to walk
or seek a little spark to catch
and find themselves some other match?