We Found At Last

We never hit the mother load

Of passion turned to treasure trove

Our fervor crushed like mother clove

In luring boyhood pots of gold

We never rode the gravy trains

Of fealty felt in me-too lanes

Our purpose gummed like blackstrap stains

In barren tracts of sugar canes

We found at last our field of dreams

The holy grail in island streams

Our life force bursting at the seams

In saving shafts of searchlight beams