SUMMER DAWN
My sleeping children are still flying dreams
in their goose-down heads.
The lush of the river singing morning songs
Fish watch their ceilings turn sun-white.
The grey-green pike lances upstream
Kale, like mermaid's hair
points the water's drift.
All is morning hush
and bird beautiful.
If only,
I didn't have flu
Spike Milligan
1 comment:
Beautifully captured - picture and words.
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