Isn’t it funny how life comes and goes

With all of its happiness and little woes

Framed in little bits and snippets

That you retain in your mind and with it

The feelings that weigh so deep

Down inside your heart to keep

Photographs and memories of times we had

Times that we felt so good, other times sad

I would give up nothing from all of these

That sift through my soul like a breeze

Because all of these are a part of me

And are as sure or surer than my snippets of poetry

But of all this, the best are the parts of three

Two princesses and you that are the best of me