I missed this one last night, top stuff.
Mrs H thinks he's already wearing fell shoes by the feel of it. :eek:
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good morning one and all......something from tha bard himself to start the day....
A fairy song
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
William Shakespeare
Wendy Cope's "Fireworks poem II" is a bit right for today:
Write it in fire across the night
some men are more or less all right.
winter nears
apricot and charcoal sky
cormorant overhead