I have the trip hammer And she the old slow clock Which doesn't follow And never seems to match My sullen patience. She slows me down; I catch my breath and slow- ly hear her questioning looks And ways - not the old ways But what I must encourage As something achieved And answer at the same Pace as her smile And apprehension. --- This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software. http://www.avast.com