The Old Shed

The old garden shed is rotting now

Weather has withered it

Rain gets in the ceiling

Maybe birds were pecking it

I’ll save the golf clubs

Bring them in

Store them in the house

Lawn mower too I’ll rescue

I can still push that about

 

I never was a gardener

Margaret had that skill

I just played about with words

My life has had its fill

But words so badly wasted

Are brilliant when used well

We tell people we love them

They have a magic spell

 

Say but the word the centurion said

That and it will be done

And you can do the same yourself

And change this world from glum

The purpose of your life to be

To make all others well

Words that spell encouragement

Witness to that spell

 

Brian Fahy

28 November 2022

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