Sunday, November 22, 2020

What I'll Miss...

 

I’ll miss the squirrels

I’ll miss the birds

I’ll miss the taste of lemon curd

I’ll miss the feel of a good stretch

I’ll miss the dog being told to fetch

I’ll miss the seasons, hot or cold

I’ll miss not doing as I’m told

I’ll miss a slap-up Sunday roast

I’ll miss eating fish and chips at the coast

I’ll miss my cat chasing his tail

I’ll not miss feeling old and frail

I’ll miss the telling of a joke

I’ll miss being close to lovely folk

I’ll miss the feel of brand-new shoes

I’ll miss being tipsy with my favourite booze

I’ll miss the excitement of a kiss

But most of all I’ll miss all this…

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