TIME LINE

An egg
In slime,
Cocoon
So soon
Grazed knees
And
Shirt neck of grime.
Effort
And graft,
To fumbled love
So daft
Truth and lies
You drink
She cries
So fine
More wine?
Offspring
And more
At work
Shown the door,
Fuss and ado
Call the boys
In blue,
The fall
From grace
Includes
Wrinkled face
Time
You know the score.
The ground awaits
Through
Rusty gates,
All your worth
Deep in
The earth
Under carved
Granite sign.
Through
Lifes egg timer
Sifted,
The sands of life
Shifted
This is the end
Time line.

Phil Hall  February 2015