The journey with no beginning started at no end
only found the answers of what was not asked.
The question still remains, what has our
world come up to? ...
Suppose, my dear, that you were I
And by your side your sweetheart sate;
Suppose you noticed by and by
The distance 'twixt you were too great;
Now tell me, dear, what would you do?
I know-and so do you.