There is a road where our house used to be a man said to me.
My old family home has now thirteen houses on the site, alright.
The only constant is change said some Indian man.
Is this God’s plan?
If things remained the same life would be very tame.
More of the same.
Each day is different, you have good days and bad.
Don’t let the weather drive you mad.
Its not that bad.
I lived in a house with a lovely view, now I’m happy where I am.
God don’t say damn.
What a fool I am.
Someone said I should write a song.
Where do I belong?
This is my song.
Don’t let me go wrong.
How long, oh Lord, how long?
How long is the road home?
Home is where you are.
So said my guiding star.
I am, I am, you are.
Friends disappear and new ones come along.
A neverending song.
I sing my song.
Move with the times or die.
I tell no lie.
14th February, 2018