A Prosey Lovey Posy

Late this afternoon/we walked to the market/A brooding grey cloud covered sky/had been wind-swept into a brilliant blue/golden sun day/Children’s kites looped and played/streaming  this way then that/until one floated down/its tail brushing softly against your cheek.

Ellespeth

 

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