Gods Creatures

Sat on the park bench holding hands Watching the children's marching bands Cheering as in the air the batons flew humming the tunes the kids played on their kazoo's. Every penny they had put in the collection tin Smiling as they heard each coin drop in Applauding as the kids finished their show ''come darling'' Its time for us to go. Carefully they cross the busy road Impatient tempers of drivers very soon explodes He whispers to her soon they will see how quickly we become so elderly . He asks if she'd like a cup of tea but she never heard She's in the garden feeding their last slice of bread to the hungry birds They don't mind if they go hungry They have tea to quench their thirst Feeding gods creatures must come first . Tomorrow will be a brand new pension day They'll buy food Then put a little money away That will pay the household bills and help with their funeral when it comes but upward each year they must adjust their sums . They have little money but they are millionaires because when they look in each others eyes They see the other cares all that really matters is that when push comes to shove They lived their lives knowing the meaning of true love. Thank you to my friend Kathy for the idea.