The days for me have come and gone
When love was young… and still a song
Those carefree years spent dancing
Underneath, the never-ending sun.
The memories that I carry,
For tears, I have spilled in vain…
Will sustain me through my golden age
Baring Burdon, to this pain.
But as my time draws to the end.
I step back, to my past…
In Reverence to a life a-new
On my journey… home at last.
Antony King 2018


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