Moving on

Moving on

That other life
is dead to me now
I have shaken the dust
from my feet

it’s hard to believe
that some of those people
ever mattered to me
the way they behaved

but the worst is over
and I have no regrets
happy days are here again

Last week from a train
on a narrow irrigation
channel cutting across
farmland I saw three swans

their long necks curved
they were preening
their feathers

it was just before sunset
and the sky was red
with shepherd’s delight

and she was beside me
her hand in mine
to all intents and purposes

John Lyons


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