30 Tobys
When days are long and work is hard
And life just seems to leave you scarred
You wake, you sleep, your purpose lost
You chose this path of unknown cost
You think you move but go nowhere
The road ahead just looks so bare
There’s no escape from this decay
You get the world you give away
But then one day the sun comes out
And freedom’s voice begins to shout
The cheer of friends and warmth above
Reminds you life has so much love
A wife, some dogs, and music’s gift
A writer’s envy comes on swift
Although you’re old, you’re not yet grey
So, happy monkey-fighting birthday!
27-Jul-2014
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