Gentle Life

The gentle life pours over me like summer rain
The flowers rot across the western borderline
The sweeper brushes past me
Once he was my friend
To sit and wait anticipate
Is this the very end?
Defeat defined by common sense
Enduring soul?
Ambition fades like memory
Where is the goal
Where searching stops and boats come
And when your numbers up
To settle down and bare and grin and wish the world good luck
The gentle life falls over me like summer rain

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