The Story Of My Life

I am telling myself the story of my life, 
stranger than song or fiction. 
We start with the joyful mysteries, 
before the appearance of ether, 
trying to capture the elusive: 
the farm where the crippled horses heal, 
the woods where autumn is reversed, 
and the longing for bliss in the arms 
of some beloved from the past. 
I said 'Your daddy loves you'. 
I said 'Your daddy loves you very much'; 
he just doesn't want to live with us anymore'.