A Better Foot
You couldn’t put a better foot at
back of it – a long day assured
but gracefully paced to stay one
remembered for many a sunset;
these birthdays of waning years
in midge enlivened atmosphere
are still fun if you let the droll
epithets carouse in their cups
But you’re way too canny for a
vintage excuse; not my idea to
be used you say, nor yours if I
may be so bold, though we are
amazed we found both of us in
the end like back in days of old
© 8 September 2012, I. D. Carswell
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