My Helmet has been lost
My Sword is dull
My Battle Axe is broken and rusty
My Shield is faded and cracked
My Ship is weathered, battered and taking on water
It is time to seek the refuge of a calmer harbor, out of the rough sea…
In order to rebuild and fight another day
I scribbled this on a scrap of paper four years ago, things are better, but not much.
All I can do is give a great big smile at this. Great “scribbling”.