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18 October 2016

Continuity

Me and my cat are lounging here again,
enjoying the gentle warmth of mid-Spring
under the porch roof in our back garden,
listening to next-door’s radio sing
cheerful melodious pop – a morning
like so many others, yet each one new ...
old and new – the sun that shone, wind that blew,
clouds that wafted leisurely overhead,
somehow become permanent, though they flew
past; stretching yesterdays, archived not dead.

2 comments:

  1. Wonderful moment - archived

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  2. I was there, enjoying it with you, as our spring is a winter away.

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