Friday, 14 August 2009

Bea - and the coming Autumn

Bea is over with us for the weekend, escaping from the noise of the Shoreham airshow. We have had a very quiet day. Our kitchen shelves arrived this morning and they are now up and running and rapidly filling up with STUFF. We need another big clear out I think. A bit of a grey old day, but no rain, just a lovely blue Channel and very green green.

A poem, for the Autumn that is coming.

Autumn in Sheffield (by me)

Leaves so lately green
lie on greener grass
On mossy stones
the squirrels pass
to deeper shades of grey and green
Into woods were Winter waits
and, breathing nearer, shakes the trees
Now we start to feed the birds
The squirrel wears her winter furs.

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