Passing – 27th December 2025

Recently I realised that nothing belongs to me

Don’t get me wrong, I can give

You are a long list of things I own

And if stolen, I would claim on

But none of it is mine

And one day soon

This chair, this room

This house I call home

Will pass on to another

Someone unknown to me

Will call it their own

And may rip up the floor

I painstakingly laid all

Those years ago without a thought

But that’s how it ought to be

I came here with nothing

And so much was graciously given

Even before I had words to ask

So I thank all who came before

And helped me through and I

Pass on these words as I

Pass on these things for I

Know that you will

Pass them on too

Trying to find that authentic 1960’s Japanese rubber pickup sound. Who will be using these in sixty years time? Not me.

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