The Last Chapter.
poem by:
Christopher Russon
Written
on Nov 22, 2016
The gates close for The very last time No more inhaling Dust and fumes. Fifty years body and soul Now a brand new page Has just been turned With no turning back. No hurry to wake from sleep Or rise at the break of dawn A lie in bed no need to rush To the demanding factory call. New colours now emerge Another story starts on a different trail of joy Leading to the final stage. The last chapter takes Us to a fairy tale world Reality can pass us by So long concrete and steel. Now living out our dreams Treasuring every hour Counting every blessing Living our lives in leisure.
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Cecilia Crasto commented:
I can relate to this poem, but hope it is not your swan song...good poem.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you for your comment .
Away from The rat race.after the working days are over
One can look at the world in a different light and enjoy life to the full.
Patrick Lean
commented:
Good poem Christopher. Speaks to me as someone who has now retired from the rat-race so to speak.
Christopher Russon
commented:
I certainly am free from the rat race.Thank you for your comment Patrick.
Maria Williams
commented:
enjoy every day of your retirement, brilliant.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you for your comment Maria.retirement is great .I recommend it.
Anna Tate
commented:
Good poem 😀
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you Anna for your comment I just hope the last chapter is a long one .ha ha.
Frank Hornby .
commented on Sep 12, 2017 at 8:07pm
That sounds like a retirement poem to me......I retired 2014...still lovin' it!.....loved that poem Chris..
