The Grass is Greener on the Other Side of the Hill: a Poem for Jay's 39th Birthday
You’re at the peak of the hill,
You’re at the top of your game.
And after the climb,
I still feel the same:
So much to look back on,
So much still to do,
I’m right where I should be,
On the hill-top with you.
No regrets lurk behind us
No fears lie ahead—
(We made it this far!
We did what we said.)
No matter what the future holds,
Be it joy or sorrow,
I’ll gladly go down-hill with you
On into tomorrow.