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The town park

No rainbows promise ,yet the sun is shining
We take the day on trust as do the birds
 filling bellies while food lies waiting
before frost and snow shroud the earth.
Daylight shrinks, summer- time ends next week
memories now pass the time,books to read
bats and balls hang in cupboards, tennis courts
behind netting, gates locked,
bowling greens, uncut, clunk of woods
silent,  woods oiled and wrapped
waiting for next summer.
Trees shed leaves and sleep awhile
wake after Christmas and Candle- Mass
two blackbirds, aconites in the Park.,
A squirrel dusts his brow with pollen from a crocus
courting his love below the willow.
Kexby
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
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