Barss Leahf

Barrs Leahf

 

Barrs Leahf

Longed for

The air

That many others

That he knew

For granted took

As the means to have

Were not beyond

Their eager grasp

 

But in the years before

When that was his too

He'd foolishly

Dug himself

A great huge hole

That left that beyond

 

So only once a month

Could he know

The thrill of flight

With the Wings

Of the Chodda folk

And ever it did

Fly too quickly by

 

Barrs Leahf

Dreamed of much

But his yesterdays

So foolishly spent

Left that beyond

As well as well

Thus his life indeed

Felt like hell

 

Charles Petrie