As I look out o’er roofs and chimney top
There’s no place I can make my vision stop
That is not brick and mortar all alone
Accompanied by wood or tar or stone.
Now rooftops are a lonely barren place
Lacking enthusiasm to fill our space
They bring no beauty or accommodate
In any way the grace of man to date.
Of course they serve a purpose that’s a must
Saving all from cold, wind, storm, rain or dust
But I would love to look across that span
Envisioning God’s beauty all I can !
Can you hear the tumult of the wind
It whines aloud that it be let in
The shutters tremble, the shingles roar
Can you feel the rattlng of the door ?
The mighty wind blows so fierce and loud
Where it gets caught bullying each cloud
Why won’t it move in a calmer way
And save its power for another day ?
There are those days I can’t explain
Why sunshine makes me feel like rain
Or why a rainbow in the sky
Compels one to begin to cry
There’s so much good I’d like to share
If only there were some to care.
But I’m afraid those folks I knew
Have disappeared, all but a few
And fate has stolen every friend
Too long before their life should end
It seems there’s great conspiracy
To hasten world propriety.
We’re relics of another time
Another place, another clime
There’s no space left for us to fit
We’ll have to make the best of it
While stating this we must resign
It’s over now we’ve no more time !
The walls about familiar be
They are a comfort here to me
The air I breathe is full of scents
And gathers round as my defense.
I find the years have winnowed down
The items I now keep around
Perhaps with time we all abuse
The many things we fail to use.
Some dear old friends remain intact
A cherished book that’s eared exact
A box of photos on the shelf
Mementos of my younger self.
Whoever thought I’d live so long
I would declare that they were wrong
Four score and five is time enough
To gather tons of extra stuff !
A tiny craft upon the sea
To challenge private destiny
That faces forward to the sun
Before the close of day is done,
The will to live with honesty
Ambition and alacrity !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 