Music: Planxty Maggie Browne.
|Twenty-seven's not a time for scheming:
Winds within will find the western shore.
Each choice seems near immobilized with meaning,
Nor does one dare indulge the drift of dreaming,
Though winds and dreams alone tell what's in store.
Years dwindle as one wrestles with a door.
Some morning you'll be young again, and sailing
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon