POEM: 'In Amongst My Diminishing Stock of Days'



'In Amongst My Diminishing Stock of Days'

In amongst my diminishing stock of days,
the only good ones are the ones with you:
at home, or walking round a town somewhere,
searching for bookshops and for Roman ruins.
I'm too old now to try to seem to be
what I never was, like when the bosses loved me.

(Bruce Hodder 2020)

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Bruce Hodder said…
Me, pictured above with Michelle, on the Racecourse Park in Northampton, 2019.