Jan 25, 2013

winters journey


Mixed ways to travel the sea across Europe and a train to get me to the port
wrapped up against the winter harshness
as we in our humanity attempt to get our journeys completed
l have to use rest periods well and can not do anything like l used too do
but l am elderly soon so My journey is nearer the station then at start
l will never do the time again that is past
l don`t know if l felt fortunate but as the weather closed in and got chilly l recalled a few weeks ago as l lay in hospital worried and in pain
l began to long for the normality of going to work
a simple process
so work in the chilly winter became something l wanted

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"