I stood in the dark garden - inside the house, laughing shapes flickered across the TV screen - bottles of Ringwood Porter glowed in the kitchen - I could smell wood smoke from the chimney - the crescent moon was like a pale jewel -
Gazing at the bright windows, I felt as though I were standing on the edge of the world - the ones I loved were hardly visible - tiny figures inside a dolls house -
In two hours time it would be Christmas Day -
Years flew by above me, each one with different wings - ardent stars moved across the void -
22.00
December 24 2014
The garden of The Old School House
East Stoke
The Isle of Purbeck
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