Tuesday, 10 January 2017
Just The Ticking Of A Clock
The house has fallen silent, just the ticking of a clock
Sol is sulking in his bed
Martin brought his bags down all packed
I filled the cool bag with some home made ready meals, soups and cake, It was time for him to hit the road and go back to work.
He has been here for a long spell this time, and now the house seems empty and quiet.
Just about every job on his list got done.
Now I just have to get myself back into a routine.
No point in maudlin over it, needs must and we accepted this was going to be the way of life if we wanted to live our dream.
So we just have to get on grin and bear it and make the best of the situation.
Right I have things to do and they are not going to get done sitting here. 😊