But She Knew That No

Somewhere, On The Long Road That Wound Through Those Four Years, The Girl With Her Sachet & Dancing Slippers Had Slipped Away & There Was Left A Woman With Sharp Green Eyes, Who Counted Pennies & Turned Her Hands To Many Menial Tasks, A Woman To Whom Nothing Was Left From The Wreckage Except The Indestructible Red Earth On Which She Stood.

I Was Never One To Patiently Pick Up Broken Fragments And Glue Them Together Again And Tell Myself That The Mended Whole Was As Good As New. What Is Broken Is Broken - And I'd Rather Remember It As It Was At Its Best Than Mend It And See The Broken Places As Long As I Lived.

His Voice Stopped And They Looked For A Long Quiet Moment Into Each Other's Eyes And Between Them Lay The Sunny Lost Youth That They Had So Unthinkingly Shared.

That Is The One Unforgivable Sin In Any Society. Be Different And Be Damned!

Men And Women, They Were Beautiful And Wild, All A Little Violent Under Their Pleasant Ways And Only A Little Tamed.