Monday, 7 February 2011

The End

Never again, I fear
will we sing
our song
with free rich breathless ease
for in my throat
sit steady the rocks
of numerous immoveable fears

The day has gone
when once we swam
in deeps awash with life
our arms now tied
by menaces from on high
We pant to swim again

You, dear friend
and I, dear heart
have just a penny for a pal,
and drift
like one winged flies
waiting
for the swat
when you plus I
must die

Afore we do
and afore we go
we'll swim and sing till breathless
and as the waves join us
the rocks will ping
with
our priceless
cheerios.




A.N.

4 comments:

Digger said...

Something wrong here, surely? A big box of Cheerios is only £2.75 at Asda.

Terry said...

Quite sad. What brought that on?

Gloria Horsehound said...

Chuffing Asda! Took you for a Waitrose man.

Gloria Horsehound said...

Life Terry, life.