After months of begging, please
Two scruffy knees
decided it was time for a break
The right moment always late
Virtue abandoned patience
with a crystal conscience
Change has a short memory
It’s binned to history
Advice given is clear cut
an out-of-breath colourful map
Yet when shoe’s on other foot
ears hear a gushing brook
Feathered pillow - confidante
Sweaty, damp
Immune from a bleeding heart
groaning in the dark
A pat on the back
A wishing of “good luck”
An adopted smile
cannot walk the lonesome mile
