Sitting here on a late spring eve, relaxing with cold beer embracing the quietness, of this moment in the shire that I have grown so fond, the seas of life I have sailed, but now settled in this peaceful breaking twilight, my harbour my home I celebrate the journey of life so far, the storms that became inertia, always seeking a course to navigate, it does not matter as I celebrate this life.
Celebration
Published by
Stephen Rowlands 