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Old lovers of Rockhollow
Title: Old Lovers of Rockhollow
Twenty of Thirty
Unique Words: Sixty-Eight
#NaPoWriMo19
He is here and the toddler is not
with her 'Aunt' under the shared Sun,
in a garden filled with ducks, chickens and a cocker spaniel.
He is here, and we're planting out,
with a spade, and thoughtful, quiet chatter
in our garden filled with flowers, trees
and a wildlife pond.
He is here to stroke my hand
with his worn and soil-covered fingertips
in our garden filled with our love, life
and the best of our history.
He is here in the summer light
with his full hair, and lopsided, older smile
in our garden I sense something unearthing that had been buried
by us, something beautiful but I can't yet say what.
Twenty of Thirty
Unique Words: Sixty-Eight
#NaPoWriMo19
He is here and the toddler is not
with her 'Aunt' under the shared Sun,
in a garden filled with ducks, chickens and a cocker spaniel.
He is here, and we're planting out,
with a spade, and thoughtful, quiet chatter
in our garden filled with flowers, trees
and a wildlife pond.
He is here to stroke my hand
with his worn and soil-covered fingertips
in our garden filled with our love, life
and the best of our history.
He is here in the summer light
with his full hair, and lopsided, older smile
in our garden I sense something unearthing that had been buried
by us, something beautiful but I can't yet say what.
Published 20th Apr 2019
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