for peter

what a day, to say we have had the chance to chat
what a day, to say I remember you like this
what other day could anyone challenge us on, on this day
what a grand stand that happens in our most private tall
you and me
not a soul in the world could catch nor caught
and when I know that it is not
i know that it is you and i
masters of fireflies, hopscotch bastards of the play on stage
what a day, to say we havenít talked so long in
what a day, to say i remember you like this
Now my dearest brother, take these words above
meet me in the middle of
all the tall we did stand. . . in all of that. . .
no other could reach for. . . no other could. . .