Giddy with excitement I gamboled <br />about, so happy my filing was done <br />so glad to talk to someone who re- <br />turned from a far-way place <br /> <br />Though my joy upon his return floated <br />me up far too high, I anchored my soul <br />on a cloud, turned my eyes to peaceful <br />solitude in my mind <br /> <br />Started again in expectation of seeing <br />the world in a benevolent light, focus on <br />my dreary document and keep working <br />until all terms were found <br /> <br />Every expression expertly rendered in <br />the target language which is trying to <br />sing while it brings the message of <br />deeds done with criminal intent <br /> <br />Oh, they are come again, the sweet <br />days of wild delight, they are not too <br />sweet to last, they are eternal, <br />splendid and sublime* <br /> <br />*Improvisation on the song: <br /> <br />“Come again, sweet days of wild delight, <br />ye were too sweet to last, ye were too <br />brief and bright, in thought, I feel, once <br />more your maddening joy, oh come and <br />stay, for ye can never cloy…”<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-03-17-gamboled/
