It's nice to be Appreciated.

I stumbled upon a diary on the ground.
It's pages were open to the world.
Words poured out of them dreamy-like and surreal.
To the ears they were sweet as honey.

Years later I drove along an Aussie road.
With the gleaming stars all to my own.
But In the loneliness of the Aussie road,
I will remember the words that were sweeter than honey.

It's a fine thing to have the occasional encouraging word for the guy who has it tough most of the time.

'To be in love'