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I realise now there are things I'll never see,
Places I won't reach. Even though
I don't feel death is imminent - and maybe
I'll live another forty years - I grow
Ever more aware that Time is short
And getting ever shorter by the day;
For though I still feel fit, enoy a walk,
Relentless Time chips and chips away
The confidence I had that I could do
Anything, and all I may achieve
Is limited to what this fragile frame
And even frailer mind is subject to,
Despite the coming end, I'll still believe
That Life is more than pessimism's pain.
Brian HIck April 2011
©copyright Sally Hick 17.4.23
Bank Holiday - musings
I wanted to stay in and do some work
- not that I had any work to do -
But the sea was calling me to go
And simply be, whether or not I wrote.
Stripped to the waist, he stands upon the groin
Posed until the moment when he flips
Into the air and lands, to laughs and quips
From those who watch, but do not join.
Indulge each moment for we never know
When it will simply be too late
To gratify each other and the wait
May be too long for love to gently grow.
I took some pics while walking by the sea
And some of them were good, but when I came
To download them and give each one a name
I pressed delete - and so they ceased to be.
Brian Hick summer 2009
©copyright Sally Hick 24.8.22
