She describes herself like this… Foxglove Under willow tree and wild flower print Book unopened at Grandad’s feet Snuggled up, bundled up child. Dreaming of pine forests, deep lakes and a country over the sea. Safe in the cupboard under the stairs Siting on Clarks leather shoes And leaning against Granddad’s work jacket. SheContinue reading “My Poem”
Oak Tree and Stars by BlueFalcon1983 