Thoughts of the Night
Rocking through the waves on a dusty old ridged boat like this gets a wrinkled up man like me thinking of home. The night light reminds me of the fireplace that would often warm up my feet as my miss’ would humour me of her day to day business.
Ah, those were the good old days, when times were easy and smooth not like today when good food is hard to come by, and money is more scarce than my own beard. But what of it I say, it’s best to be merry and smile onward even through unknown seas.
© Roderick Lukenge