"A BIRD ALL OF A SUDDEN"

Respect and admiration culled, 

as old age blinds are drawn

across the running thoughts, 

of life's bright youthful spring

to reach a moment hallowed

by our peers,

where doubts and fears

have lurked in shadowed minds,

see, blazed abroad, 

the grey skies fires with colour,

before, smothered by our fears

of never having our voice heard

it is like being of a sudden like a bird,

dropped out of heaven on the wing,

that swoops and turns with joy

it seems, no cares no inhibitions

sling their stones from earths dead bones;

we thought we'd end up unsung, 

unmentioned, done,

no voice, no words of quality expressed,

but now find others even are impressed;

what joy, what happiness, 

we've made our mark 

and dying have no art, 

now aged, but shouting loud.