Coat from the wardrobe
Thick like pelt
Adopt a more serious expression
Inside, still at play,
And even dying leaves
Are beautiful to me,
Squirrels and how the dog
Rushes to catch them
Even with the silver in my beard
Still knowing the urge
To hunt
Home to the buttered skin
Warm from sleep
How a cup of tea means
I love you
And all the time
Breathing space and time.
My book Until She Sings is out now.
Ebook:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07XJRDND8If
Paperback: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1692105566/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apa_i_4akEDb3FTWNKR
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