Thursday, 12 June 2008

It's the end of the year

It's Indiana dodging boulders,
It's one great weight that's off my shoulders,
It's time to file away those folders;
It's been, it's gone, it's done.

It's one lap run, with one soon starting,
It's seeing such dear friends departing,
It's books in panniers I'm carting;
It's sobering; it's fun.

It's raisin' hands and currents catching,
It's free range exams and how they're hatching,
It's heaven-scent that we're dispatching;
It's basking in the Son.


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It's great to get comments - a good way to encourage, challenge and help me! Thank you. Jeremy