A piece of "Wonderful to be alive" prosetry

What lies beneath the patch on the ground?

A flash piece for Inspiration Point.

You did inspire me today ABCTales! Thank you very much! Without you, I would never have written this lyric! Oh, and let me say this, you are the first site/place I ever written for!!!! =]]]

Growing older doesn't translate into senility. Nor does it erode the sharpness of mind. Think, smile and overlook the wrinkled flesh. There's still mischief there.

The air is still, the trees are still, And all around the sweet soaked ground Is still, is passing still. And all around on plant and hedge Still drops of rain like brilliants plain

There is a lighthouse In the background of the photo I have of us. We didn’t notice it at the time. If we were ships we would have run aground;