Wednesday, December 9, 2009
I Shall Go Quietly to Sleep
I shall go quietly to sleep
And lay my dreams aside
Bury them in prudence deep
And clip the wings of pride
More stalwart souls than mine will prove
I will applaud with genuine love
And hope I have done right
But a rock and a hard place sorely press
Ambition frail as mine
And in my captive desperateness
My doggerel tales repine
Seems better now to let them sleep
Beneath the mothering earth
Perhaps in quietness they'll steep
Unto a greater worth
Or else they'll just disintegrate.
The tragedy: I stopped too late.
(c) Christine Hardy 2009
I'm deep in the hole tonight.