12 July 2014


a dream of shelter and
time enough to sleep and
wake restored

cradled on soft furnishings,
cheek tweed-grazed, the
curtains drawn close to

block out the late-morning
light, your tulips bursting forth
in serried ranks, precise

swathes of color borne out
of his handiwork, vibrant bands
shimmering, dancing, in the breeze

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