My regular old age income
from a strict government
sets me free from
fear of unemployment
demands of boss and clients
the need to go to
other towns and countries
for paid employment.

I am free to live in this little flat
and pay its living costs.
I get up when I wake up,
no one is concerned.

I have no car
no glamorous clothes,
no journeys to foreign soil,
three redundancies ended those.
My home is simple
no modern decor or
kitchen accessories.

Yet I feel newly released
sitting with a cup of tea
gazing out at the soft blue sky
at flowers and leaves
waving in the wind
outside my living room window.

First posted 20 March 2016