Terry D. Sutherland

PLODDING ALONG

Plodding along
Knee deep in the mire
No means to escape
Only the desire

The moon has taken
His autumn bride
The summer is gone
I’m along for the ride

Nothing to gain
Nothing to lose
It’s all the same
Whatever you choose

When winter sets in
I’m down for the count
Waiting for spring
I’m beginning to doubt

Plodding along
Knee deep in the mire
Don’t even try
To throw coals on the fire