I waited too long
trying to let things work
getting done those last little jobs
but now Ol' Man Winter
has cloaked the hills
with snow's mantle.
Wanted to get free,
head out into the wilderness
clear my head amid the trees
and patch up my soul
so tattered by years
of being homeless.
Now, I'll face challenges
I'm not sure I should
amid those trees and distant hills
when carving out Vagabond's Rest
as I mentally call
place I seek.
Like that jolly dude,
I'm making a list now,
checking it twice, as I go,
to ensure I have supplies
to survive the times
laying ahead soon.
But for right now
it's a cup of Joe,
some chips and dip for breakfast
and one last evil indulgence
of fattening ice cream
before I fade.
3November2014 - Dyfedd Rex, signing off.
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