It ain't easy
When you have no map
Or set of directions
To find your way.
It ain't easy
Assembling the pieces
When the nuts and bolts
Are lost or misplaced.
It ain't easy
When there are so many
Detours and back roads
To the main gate.
It ain't easy
Lifting the barriers
To rebuild the blocks
Of love again.
Lora Mitchell
Love in New York (The Alternative Anthology)
Copyright (c) 1976 by the Alternative
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