one day it was 1981, then forty-three years passed
tomorrow is my birthday and this year has kept me humble on many levels
Don’t you love me now?
Has it been long enough
that you no longer
have your doubts?
I said I’d walk the line,
so I followed the curves
and the turns in my life
I have told no lies.
Do you love me now?
and if so—then get close
and I’ll let you dig and pry
until you find my gold.
