I live for the love of the south country,my gently rolling downs



A glimpse of the sea through the pine trees, The sweet songs of the birds all arround



My heart belongs in the south country where I grew up as a child



Where I wandered the field and the forests and studied the things in the wild



My life is here in the south country, here I can sit and take note



I can then share my thoughts with my friends here and show them the words that I wrote



You can bury me here in the south country with a tree standing over my grave



I need no long drawn out service just a place that nature has made

For many long years I have wandered
Many long miles I have roamed
But a voice in my head is now calling
Calling me back to my south country home.

I have walked in your tropical forests
Experienced the hot desert sun
Climbed the high mountains snow capped peaks
In your lakes and blue seas I have swum

Now a voice is calling me back
Back to the place of my birth
Once more to walk in the pine woods
Under blue skies and warm summer sun

Many years ago I did leave
A youth so fearless and bold
Now I hear my south country calling me back
To the place where I can grow gracefully old

I will never forget all the friends I have made
As I wandered your far distant shores
And if ever you visit my south country
You’ll find a welcome sign over my door

I know you have another and I know that you will go
But I have seen the doctor, my life is nearly done
Any feelings you once had are history, are gone
At least have the decency to wait until my life is done

The arguments we had over the most trivial things
These are the things that happen between two different beings
When we met you said the age gap was not a major thing
That’s why I was so happy on the day you wore my diamond ring

The hours when I’m wracked with pain, find it hard to breath
The only lucid vision in my mind is your body pressed to his
No fault of mine the sickness raging through my veins
No fault of mine the cancer eating at my brain

You scorned me when I told you, said it was all a plan
To keep you as my wife when you wanted another man
I find it hard to write these things as the salt tears blind my eyes
I beg you please stay by me until my untimely demise

You can’t lose now my darling for I am soon to go
You will soon be with the new man whom you love
This is not a sweet goodbye but one of pain and misery
I can write no more words to you for my eyes no longer see

My heart weeps
This house is no home to me
A trumpet cries from my throat
No love or joy, just tears
I cannot be seen by those around
They bark words full of anger and hate
Who do they think they are
Is not life meant to be lived
I shall not feel with my eyes but with my heart
If a life ends and a new life is born
should i not listen to this new calling
and prove the past to be the past.
Time is asking me to make a change
a change is coming.