Retirement Dreams

I have dreams of you and me

Sitting side by side along the sea

No alarm clocks

No things to do

Just spending time alone with you

You’ll read a book, I’ll write a poem

Nary a word ever need be spoken

No office gossip

No busy chatter

There with you is all that matters

Our minds may drift our thoughts meander

We’ll seem boring to the passing stranger.

No phone to answer

No print to match

A greater scheme I couldn’t hatch

So mark the date and note the time

I’ll bring the chairs you bring the wine.

Just you and me along the shore

I couldn’t really ask for more.  

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole