Be wide awake
In your dreams,
    Speak softly
    When yelled at,
Take the time to take some
Time,
     Dont worry til your sick,
Be sick of being worried,
    Try to turn the other check
When it's a slap on the ****,
    Sing in the shower
When everyone is home,
     Leave the flowers alone-
   Pick on your nose instead,
Bewise beyond your years
  Before your years are beyond you,
    Read a poem instead of writing one,
        Become a poet by living one.

Imagine a path leading on into a garden leading in and through a house and then leading back onto a path and imagining
a circle going off onto a circle far beyond in an infinity of colours as the rainbow's end explodes.

We come back to the path where we know it all began,
to the house where mam and home made bread
and dad down in the garden shed
pottering about.

always to beginning and the starting of the end

I raise my glass to all those friends who passed me on the way