A love in verse

Each to His Own

2009-09-28
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These autumn days I’m chuffed inside

No chat about the ‘dying year’

Just how glad I am I’m here

And you’re here too, my seventies bride


As I’ve said that’s all I need

Plus the odd million for incidentals

For high life living and holiday rentals

Now and then – enough indeed!

While my lovely cuts the grass

Won’t have a gardener cos that’s her joy

So I, her understanding boy

Let her reap on, while hours pass.

I sit and study, she wields the muscle

She’s Action Man, I’m Bertrand Russell. 

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Journey’s End

This the train then, this the seat

Which will carry, which will bear

A tired, loving, longing Pete...

Silence

It’s more quiet than I’ve ever known

No cat stirs, wasp or fly. 

At least for a while...