Not since yesterday could I say honestly

What I've been missing so long

All the people say, "Seize the day" but I say

Why don't we just drift along?

We'll go gliding, dividing the day

As we're slipping through tipping blue drippings

Do we even care for the time?

Where we're going to doesn't do much to concern us

And it's not a crime

So uplifting, I'm drifting with you

I don't understand what makes me feel

You make life seem incredibly real

We'll just drift along, feeling no pain

Let's just hope it won't rain

I'm the only one who is so lucky

To say I've got you by my side

You're the only one I can unravel

To find what I'm missing inside

Though it's sappy, I'm happy I tried

I don't understand what makes me feel

You make life seem incredibly real

We'll just drift along, feeling no pain

Let's just hope it won't rain

(Excerpt from Robert Frost's "Birches")

I'd like to get away from earth awhile

And then come back to it and begin over

May no fate willfully misunderstand me

And half grant what I wish and snatch me away

Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:

I don't know where it's likely to go better

I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree

And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk

Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more

But dipped its top and set me down again

That would be good both going and coming back

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches

What a perfect day and if I may, I'd like to say

I'm glad that I spent it with you