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This poem, Adieu, is self explanatory, I feel. It can, often, be a sad experience for a person who has lived negatively to realise that their time is over and that their services are no longer needed. This is a time when we have the opportunity to move on and recreate ourselves. Unfortunately not everyone succeeds.
Adieu
After years of hard tackling,
goal -getting, miss- kicking,
and having learned everything
about life, the player took
a length of cord and went
down to the dark corner
behind the garden shed
to hang up his boots.
© Terry McDonagh