I Worked Hard To Get Nowhere (for Daniel)

I worked hard to get nowhere.

Other people worked hard and

found themselves at the same place.

It seems all of us have been doing

the same thing.

Different things make you work hard.

Love is the best one.

Maybe the only one.

Mere survival doesn’t hold a candle

to love.  Love is the only reason there

are still humans.

Since I’ve gotten nowhere, I’ve relaxed,

or, gotten old.   I bet Lee and Grant felt

the same way.