All this time
A harvest of my life
Rich experience of years
All now mine
To do with as I wish
Store unused?
That would be a crime
The farmer in the story
Built a barn
To hoard unto himself
He did but harm
Grain is meant for making bread
And bread is meant to share
Daily bread our common food
The daily hand of care
I have a harvest
Rich indeed
The story of my life
The road I came
The way I walked
The joy and yes the strife
All of this is mine to share
The wisdom that I found
Share with loved ones
Precious store
Share it
Share it round
Brian Fahy
18 October 2021
Erris Poetry 