A pinch of self,
A gob of pleasure
A song to sing within.
Two scoops of tears,
One of joy, one of sorrow,
To carry through the years.
A cup of luck a tad of salt,
Bidders served to taste,
A cup of sugar or two to fate.
One candle cut in two to light the way,
Two hearts together to follow.
One thought two minds to think,
Two vessels to be poked into one,
One child to seed the family tree.