Cherche Une Personne D’Or

(Searching for A Person of Gold)
 

Do the burdens of the day on your back ponderously pile
Or slide from your shoulders as you smile all the while

Do you silently plod home, eyes trapped on a line
Or blissfully wander, marveling at the wonders you find

Do thoughts of the universe leave you quaking and scared
Or joyously shouting E equals MC squared

Do you haughtily scoff at those playing in the rain
Or happily drop everything and join in their game

Are you jealously holding out for a prince with a shoe
Or searching intently for me, as I am for you