Weir Keeper's Tale

Standing strong he let the old cogs run

winding down the river weirs

manual work that he'd always done

dependably for many years

Evening would come and he'd ramble along

the banks with his tools of trade

boats sailed by as the reeds bow

gently with the wash they made

passing by the cinema would take him home

not since a child he'd been

But you'd never see him in a restaurant

only lived within his means

Happy though he was with a simple life

baffled seeing others dreams

Only felt complete ever working on

and living by the flowing stream

So the sun shines above his town

Welcoming another day

And the still water rises up,

even on a Christmas day

Everybody saw there was nothing like

the rainfall that came their way

People close their doors and windows to try

and the keep the water well at bay

Do we understand the simple things in life

Heaven may be what we know

Falling from the mill late that night,

the waters finally took him home

So the sun shines above this town,

Welcoming another day

And the still water rises up,

even on a Christmas day