In retrospect the years do pass quickly and time all too soon becomes our foe
On looking back fifty years not long though to some that may seem long ago
I was a schoolboy of the fifties in the home of the silver back crow
And starting to learn about Nature though little today of her i do know
When May came above the old bogland all night long in the darkened sky
The male snipe with his wings and tail made goat like sounds as he did fly
Perhaps some boy on the bog road on a calm evening in May
Will listen to as i did often to the snipe in his courtship display
The now is all that really does matter the past in the forever gone
And memories of it are all we have left and life as usual does go on
And in Nature and life many lessons we learn new things every day
Till we die we never stop learning as some have been known for to say
In retrospect the years do go quickly i am feeling the wear of time
The biological clock ever ticking in the early seventies i was in my physical prime
And like every other life form i too have ben born to die
But immortality for Nature is factual and fact as we know never lie.
Monday, March 4, 2013
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