Ivory

How do we measure luck, do you gaze at the sea, wonder if its ever enough, lovers talk of winding roads, what it means to be, heaving a trail ofstones, its no use acting tough, better at my age to see, the waste in sleeping rough, drink wine by broken 'phones, rivers wash our feet, sun dries our clothes, flip a coin for shucks, baby's due she tells me nothing beats a mother's love, let me visit daughter's home no more ruxh nor hurry, husband bans all my calls, desolation street.