Milestone
The first milestone for me
was when I was only three
walked to the end of the garden
and scraped my knee
but then, I was only three
The second milestone for me
was when I was twenty-three
Enrolled in the Civil Service
to serve queen and country
a jolly good pension and all for free
The third, and last, milestone for me
was reaching eighty-three
walked to the end of the garden
and scraped my knee
but then, I was only eighty-three
So it should be plain to see
from three to eighty-three
what comes around goes around
I scraped my knee aged three
and then again at eighty-three
and I still have the scab
on my bloody knee.
John Coopey
Fri 21st Apr 2017 10:59
Reminiscent of the old saying about going to Church.
The first time they threw water at me; the last it was confetti; the next time it'll be clay.