Bold New Life. Poem by Geoffrey Fafard

A move next door for some
May be as bold as a move to
Antartica for others.
Eating pork may be as foreign
As eating your words for
Your neighbour lost in temper
A Friend of mine a doctor
Went home and died in his sleep
Whilst his father
Lived through two wars and
Terrible bloody woundings….
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I am about to make a move
Just a few metres
Down my street leaving
Thirty years of memories
Leaving new residents to start theirs
Can you cook us a farewell dinner,
My daughter asked quietly,
Sure baby I replied my pleasure
Tonight I have one on my own
And I watch and talk
To the many ghosts of my past
In this peaceful quiet place
That has kept me safe
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They sit and tell me
A few metres can be
A lifetime of steps
It is after all a
Different dimension
A different world
Different like life to death
So close, yet so far
A bold new life