The ev'nings performance is Our Town.
Quite simple yet poignant, is this.
I've got an aisle seat in the front row.
For, nothing do I want to miss.

Last Fall, I remember attending
another play, locally shown.
The night, it was rainy and stormy.
Once more, I attended alone.

The Vineyard was your destination,
to visit and stay till week's end.
It hurts me so much to reponder
those days, which apart, we did spend.

So much, now, I wish I went also.
Not going, I paid a high cost.
And so when, those days, I'm reminded,
it's painful to know what I lost.

But my loyalties were to nonsense.
So, Fremont, is then where I stayed.
And you took the trip with your children;
another bad choice I had made.

My schedule, I let it consume me.
...Was wrapped up, right down to my toes.
And like the old king in the story,
I found I was wearing no clothes.

It took just one honest reaction
from someone objective and rare,
who looked out through eyes that saw clearly.
I re'lized, my life, then, was bare!