Monday, 26 June 2017

Broadly Thinking

I am broad and wide in my thinking,
Often sinking into depths of despair,
Life is precarious in its evolving
And earth is like an imprisonment lair.

Am I incisive, or am I inconclusive,
I wonder in wonder, and as I ponder
I inquire what is dire to the hier
Archy, as in a degree of sustainability.

I have been studying my philanthropy
With philosophy, And what remains to see
Is will you believe In Adam and Eve
When you can perceive to grieve.

We all pass, but are you aghast
At all of us not to last, as the past
Can catch up on you, and bereavement
Is a testament to disagreement.

We can last with perseverance
And a loving member's essence
Can be a treasure to behold
Worth more than diamonds and gold.

I have fond memories to last
As my past has been a blast
At times, especially with Clare
Who is not forgotten as I care.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 26/06/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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