Pockets full of flavoursome joy

lemon drop kisses

rhubarb & custand cuddles

like Granny used to have

we have the same laugh now

I hear it move and it

makes me feel like I belong;

somewhere somehow

I hope when I am sixty

I will sit by a loch wearing

Audrey Hepburn-esque


sharing my book with the duck

who has come to know me more

than I know inyself.

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