Three weeks late you were – Long hair and long nails ~ all set – Pretend no more, Son.
With paper and beer – Last Sunday of my thirties ~ Enjoying Myers.
The last Saturday In my thirties – seems endless ~ Ah, my watch has stopped…
Friday Afternoon – Getting a vintage haircut ~ Fit for the forties…
Grey gloomy morning – Last Thursday of my thirties ~ Passing through gateways.
Beautiful morning – Last Wednesday of my thirties ~ The stream, flowing on.
