One Summer

Nibbling at a flower,
then gracefully to fly,
making the most of every minute, every day,
for soon she will die.

‘One summer' is all that she will see,
so quickly to come and be gone,
how lucky as human beings are we,
when life seems to go on and on.

Lucky, yet we will meet the same fate!

There is no pre-determined fate for us,
we don't know when we will pass away
and the butterfly she makes no fuss,
she lives her life just for each day.

Should we live assuming we've got plenty time?
Or should we assume that tomorrow we will die?
Would we live our lives differently,
if all we had, was ‘one summer' like the butterfly?

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An Eerie Silence!
The shipyard gates are closed, there's no future here,
the bulldozers are on their way,
the Caulker chipping, I no longer hear,
there's an eerie silence over Fittie today!

These gates I've passed through, time and time again,
will be unhinged and taken away,
"That's it finished", "This is the end",
that's what I heard them say.

It was the end, those guys were right,
this could never be built up again,
a great industry, now a sorry sight,
an empty yard with ghosts, no men!

And as I drive past here today,
I try to imagine how things could have been,
but sadly it's all now faded away,
behind a great smoke screen.

There's little left to show the yard was ever here,
if you didn't know, you wouldn't see,
memories are all that remain,
in the hearts of the workers, like you and like me.

The Neptune Bar, I nip in for a beer,
then at Fittie I look out at the bay,
but the Caulker chipping, I no longer hear,
there's an eerie silence over Fittie today!