Thursday, 30 July 2020

SUMMER SENSES


The distant hum and whirring
of a strimmer in the sun
A garden chair scrapes patio stone
turned to the best of day
A glass takes light through fruit-coloured drink and scatters tiny rainbows
Childrens voices climb up and down fences
I welcome the tinkle of summer.
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