Number Forty
number forty
is just another door
the street
where we exercised our feet
and,
where memories found a seat
even when we are incomplete
and,
number forty beckons.
some say it has a job
counting decades
it is hard not to look back
and,
what you would like to do
a royal flush
hang onto me
build a starter home
with a starter home view
table a motion
invent a magic potion
and,
number forty raises up
and it appears on my horizon
James Garratt – November 2012
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Number Forty – Written November 2012 (Aged 37)
