Unfinished

So you think you’ve had it all,
Faced your fears and had the fall
Been there done that kind of person
Had the self time gone to dogs?

While you sit back and ponder
On a hot summers day
A cool mint lemonade, a laid back day
A view of the vast endless blue skies
Days full of cloud gazing and do nothing days

Green fields, empty roads
Endless spaces for your soul
Folklore music, townmade stuff
Movie nights after long hard days of work
Lazy Sundays to sleep in to
Until the race of life begun

Prove yourself, prove others
But prove what in the end ?
Better titles, better pay
Endless work days ?