Position:Home>Poetry> Ever felt like singing hey ho with a merry smile?

I sat upon a milestone
with but four miles to go!.
Though thirsty, not dreary,
foot sore but not weary,
my journey was seemingly far to slow!.

Walking was the not culprit
for a journey of five miles!.
I had past on many a day
milestones along my way
with a hey ho and merry smiles!.

I sat there and I pondered
what was becoming of me!.
Why has this same road
I walked with a light load
have one mile feeling like three!.

Still young, not sixty eight,
I would say in years but few!.
Looking forward along my track
thus the four miles I turned aback,
strolled home; my journey a mere two!.

Perhaps the morrow will renew
a desire to walk six mile!.
Where at the end enjoy a meal,
then at a market a bargain seal;
returning with a hey ho and merry smile!.

Reaching home my wife I’d embrace,
sit upon my cushioned seat!.
She'd bathe my sweated brow,
In genteel manor make to bow
and place a kiss upon my upturned cheek!.

Then as is want whisper in my ear,
Stay at home tomorrow will you my dear!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

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