A Full Life ?
Bombs and barbed wire
Village green, church spire
Blue eyes, pursing lips
Seas of glass, tall ships
Babies tears, old ones fears
Times past and future years
Cats , dogs, tigers, whales
Forests falling, decaying dales
Deep despair, golden blooms
Cloude minds, empty rooms
Babbling brooks, wayout looks
Rock, visions, holy books
Colours, joints, dreams
Loving sensual themes
Of heart, meek and pure
Seek the confidence to assure
All journeys travelled
All thoughts toiled
Least but one
The last one
There is no order of events in
this poem because life itself
has no order
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