Hello!

I'm just a tired old man

on a mission

to reach a grassy knoll

before the sunsets.

 

I'm confident that

I shall get there comfortably.

The echo of the church bells

is guiding me.

 

There I will find

a row of poplars

atop a sunlight rounded hill.

 

Upon arriving I shall

remove my shoes.

And I shall lay me down

at the base of

the majestic ladies.

 

The swaying

elegant ladies will sing

enchanting lullabies to me

as I see my last sunset.

 

Soon I will be

confined by natures lockdown.

A fitting end for a weary old man.

 

There is no

lifting of this lockdown.

No one has returned

from it

to tell tales.