Monday, 17 June 2024

of a morning such as this

 of a morning such as this


sometimes a morning so fine

it is straight out of a childhood book

running        running 

butterfly hunting

flower collecting   for mum


seaside days burnt into memory 

of castles and icecream

calamine 

sunballs seaweed 


a morning such as this she said

to the dog’s delight

the rabbits    were    afoot

birds a wing ~~


loosestrife counting down the summer days

one after another


run!

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