Reflecting

Looking back down the years

Memory banks reworking

Pathways previously trodden.

From my Geraldton birthplace

To and through the following years.

From student to teacher,

From child to youth to family man, to grandfather,

To an old man reflecting,

Remembering what has gone before,

So many millions of memories,

So much nostalgia,

Embedded in the past.

The warp and weft,

Of the fabric of history.

What has been

Both sweet and sour,

Is within me,

For all my days

That remain.