Now wind I down from my life’s work
Though think not I that one should shirk
Yet sitting now to take a pause
In life there is no ‘lazy’ clause.
So amble on about my way
I move from dawn to end of day
And though I fear I nought have gained
In this, my world I am remained.

The lark, the blackbird still to see
And beauty in the flowers for me
I’ll oft walk barefoot on green grass
As think I of my once held lass.
In my heart she will reside
For evermore be by my side
And memories now just make me smile
For I have passed the lonely mile.

©JoeW – Love remains…2023