Strange to be sitting here alone while llfe goes on around
me
Childrens voices in the street outside, some one hammering
down the block
Asunlit room, a glasss of wine
The relentless  ticking of the clock

Strange  to be alone when family ties beset me
Everyone wants a piece of me, where can I go where Ill be
free
Or do I really want to be,suppose no one comes to get me

The dogs are quiet, they've had a walk,out in the sun
drenched  August field 
They make no more demands  upon my time, they lie in quiet 
companionship
Who is happier ,them or me, maybe I'll come back as a dog, 
Maybe then they'll let me be