So said she to the Ghost of Time.
"What I have is mine, not thine.
I've worked for love and circumstance,
Lived my life to laugh and dance,
Borne my children, cried and smiled,
Trekked across ten thousand mile
and should I turn and say to you
I have as yet no more to do
'Twould not be true.
For I have so much more to sample
A score more years should be ample."
She took a breath and went to add ...
The Ghost stepped in a looking sad
Said "Madam, whilst I feel your fears,
Hear your cries and see your tears,
I gave a gift of life to you
That you have used it well, 'tis true.
But someone needs that time anew
and so ... Adieu."
Sue
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