The eyes open from a deep dream filled sleep,
Dreams of joys and wonders that had filled his life.
His life’s work, now at an end, work he had enjoyed
But now completed, leaving time for complete relaxation.
Time to do the things he wants and wanted.
The things that became rushed while at work
Now able to be done with ease, and time to spare.
That time for a gentle stroll in the park,
Enjoying the open space but filled with children’s laughter.
The café by the River where he stops for coffee
Looking at the water, gently gliding by.
The slow walk around the town,
Looking in shops, talking to friends he meets on the way,
No hurry to get away, no pressure.
Lunch beckons, so into the pub he goes
A place where he is known as a gentle soul
Who has time for everybody, and his company enjoyed by all.
A pint, maybe two to wash down a simple repast.
Chatting to and laughing with friends.
Lunch over so back home for a rest.
Changed into comfortable relaxing clothes
Music fills the air as he settles down to read.
The rest changes to a short nap.
Awaking again the music still a joy,
He listens to the notes entering his mind,
So relaxed, so happy? So alone!
His wife now the angel seen in his dreams.
Their life so happy together,
But now he is on his own.
He must move on though
Until he at last comes to her again,
In that place where loved ones meet forever.
But at the moment he is doomed to be:
A man of infinite leisure.