Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
These autumn days I’m chuffed inside
No chat about the ‘dying year’
Just how glad I am I’m here...
I have prayed – it is not my survival
Alone I pray for that would make no sense –
I am joined...