A went back in time litany of failures What I wanted to do I never did My happiest time was when living alone In the interior of Algarve I walked with my dogs in the woods had Learned conversation with an oak While the dog chased rabbits. Six happy years what more can a man ask. Turbulent water ahead I drank too much The dog died, and my loneliness became a burden Pressing me into apathy. Well, life became tolerable again, but my contentment was never the same. My old house is standing there unsold It is my life raft should the hard time arrive and The ship sinks in a storm cast. I live in another town it will do for now and Iām too tired to move again, I know from experience Wherever I go, I will meet myself in the doorway.