TUESDAY, JUNE 18, 2019


Chill wraps the body

Creeping in


To bones


The too feeble sphere

Does not

On its daily arc

Stoop to thaw

Ice jewelled webs

Still, the sweet

Acacias stir

To brighten

The heathland

With their sun drenched


Sign of

Days to come

Lengthen, lighten

And warm the paths

Trod on this mid-winter


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