I may never again see Hibernia's shore
Or climb on old Clara above Claramore
And eat whortleberries on an evening in July
Above me the brown lark caroling in the gray sky
In the Autumn of my life years beyond my physical prime
I am one of those on the wrong side of time
Though for what used to be i have shed my last tears
And i only have memories now of long gone years
We can only live in the now as the wise one does say
Of late i have come to see life in this way
On this beautiful March day in early Autumn in the park by the bay
The sun it is shining in sky of blue and gray
The black and white magpie larks are calling pee wee
And Nature at her loveliest is all around me.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
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