Kenny Three

He hails when you come by, laughs and hums and kids says what she says a lie she keeps a cheerful home, to do's on yellow lists, always on the go, her life starts to fry, searching for what she's missed, some waste all their lives, others walk the stones, searching for a kiss, what they'd thrown before, forget the bitter times, the stuff she’s shipped, bars, rain, days of tides, dreams she can’t postpone, always glad to see you, happy that you called, whoever owns the night, and the stars like milk, don’t have to ask why, life with him has dipped