A Place to Rest

by soberflight

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We used to have the energy

To dance the night away,

But years crept in so silently

And took our legs away.

 

We’ve hiked the mountain trails for fun

With food and lots of gear,

But now it’s, “Wanna take a walk?”

“No, thanks, I’ll just stay here.”

 

Now when we go to a fair

We don’t last half a day.

We eat our fill of funnel cakes

And then go on our way.

 

But, at least, when I am pooped

And you can use a rest,

I still find warmth and comfort when

I cuddle ‘gainst your chest.