She and Charlie flew to Western Australia last week -
Their white jet carried them away from sad skies -
There is white sand under their bare feet -
Peacocks startle them with their weird beauty -
On Christmas Eve, I'll throw more birch logs upon the fire -
I'll think of beloved faces reflected in a crystal sea -
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Tuesday 23 December 2015
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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