The only pebble on the beach.In The Grove, a childrens' picnic. Two balloons sway and nod, above a blanket spread on the ground and covered with a mixture of packets, bottles and rubber balls. Grown ups stand round chatting. The sun gleams on the skin of the balloons.
A year on, I watch
Different leaves falling from
The same lime's branches
4 comments:
Happy birthday, Joe dear? ( I know it's sometime this month...)
Certainly, his noggin is the largest pebble on the beach!
Is it your birthday soon? Well, many happy returns on the day, Plutarch.
Thank you, Lucy. Thank you Crow. I too have noticed that at about this time of year I have a birthday, a recurring phemomenon, not yet investigated in the field of particle physics.
Hope it was a good one!
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