When you sigh, tucked cozily beneath my arm Are you thinking of a lover in the past That worthy youth who was the first to sail With you out into that wider, wilder sea?
How vain of me to wish that I had been that sailor, how foolish, for here you are - I think you’re laughing at me, and well you should Are you as happy to be here as I am?
Growing old was not part of my master plan The sea and I are both old now, but you –
You are forever young
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Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.