The Clock Strikes Six.

The clock strikes six,

Up I get,

The same time every day,

And the first thing I realise

Is that I am here,

So another good day it will be,

Another good day in my long life.

What will I do today?

I will be with my lover all day

As I am now and every day,

Our life together full of love.

As it is Sunday we will have a roast

A roast dinner of chicken and veg

Followed by a sweet.

Today it will be Mary’s favourite,

Sticky toffee pudding.

We will have a glass of wine with it

And we will be surrounded by music,

Music is always in my life.

In the afternoon we will sit relaxed,

Relaxed listening to music and reading

Until that time when it happens,

When the rugby comes on the box.

And there for the rest of the day

I will be hooked,

Hooked into the world cup.

I have seen all the matches so far,

All forty two of them,

Only six more to go.

Yes I am a rugby nut

But Mary understands,

So all is good in my world,

As it is every day,

Every day that I get up,

Get up in the morning,

When the clock strikes six.