Moonlight Words
Have I reached the summit?
Of my Mt Kosciusko
Is it time to retire?
To the valley below Mt Beauty
Or will I remain here?
Within the shadows of our You Yangs
My mind is tired
And these old bones
Are pointing down
I wake up with a frown
Like I am wearing King Charles’ heavy crown
Ironically, the day after my finest hour
I am writing these words
For you to read
For everyone to read
My quill is yet to run dry
Nor has my river of tears run dry
And my dreams continue to fly
Freely under the moonlight sky
beautiful Ivor 🙂
Thank you Kindly Jo