No surrender
Sometimes I wake with a glad smile.
At other times reluctantly
and long to linger for a while
right where I am so comfortably.
But duty calls and I must rise
I wash and shave habitually.
Then realise to my surprise,
I face the day quite happily,
I get on with my daily chores.
Whilst I still have the energy
I’m bound to flag in time of course.
Advancing age the enemy.
My body tells me I must rest
a quick nap will renew my zest.
7-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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