Live The Day

My mother lay in state after she died

Her room made as a chapel

And I cried

To see her still and lying there

Her spirit gone

The quiet air

Her story told she takes her rest

And leaves us to our care

 

And so Balmoral holds the queen

A few more days till she is seen

In coffined splendour

Crowds pass silent by

It’s well she died in Scottish air

A place she loved

A place so rare

The Highlands of Victoria’s getaway

 

The changing times are on us now

They need to change

That is the vow

Life is ever forward or we’re done

No Miss Havisham’s hideaway

Face the truth of life each day

It is God’s gift

So greet the rising sun

 

Brian Fahy

10 September 2022

 

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