Soporific sounds
Slap, swish, slap, swish
Sea on sandy beach.
Elbow on knee, fist under chin
Pen knife and apple on lap
Breeze stirring grey hair
Man sits thinking.
Of life and Liberty?
Of philosophy?
Or daydreaming
Of times gone by.
Memories of missed hopes
Wondering at lost dreams.
Life’s a bugger
When we get old.
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