Golden age

Don’t accuse me

Of being lazy

Cause me, I’m training

For for the time when I won’t

Be working no more

I want to be ready

So I’m preparing

For that golden age

They call retirerment.

I’ve heard too many

Stories of folk

At the end of

Their working life

Who just don’t know

what to do with themselves

So don’t accuse me…

Retire and die

I surely don’t want to follow that line

My dear old dad, he told me often

Stop young and take your time.

So don’t accuse me…

I guess it’s OK

If you love what you do

But never loser sight

Of what life means to you.

And don’t accuse me…

GUILLOU/GIDDEY 19/12/07