A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Saturday 28 May 2016
28/05 Summer
And suddenly it's summer
It's out and its bright
It's the weather for a picnic
And we're... we're outside
The trees are heavy with shadow
The buds are coming through
It's late May but it's finally here
It's true it's true
Its summer
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