The years have fallen away from him like withered leaves ...

Last week, I bought Ray Bradbury's Something Wicked This Way Comes - 

The paperback lay in my hand, heavy with its beautiful words - 

I knew that each page would conjure up terrors and wonders - 

I remembered my dad first telling me about Jim and Will and Mister Dark -

My dad had come home on leave - he had a copy of the book - his uniform smelled of the sea - 

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In my dreams, I imagine us meeting the seller of lightning rods - 

A wild eyed horse is looking for a rider - 

My dad is like Will's dad, wise and fearless -  

The years have fallen away from him like withered leaves - 

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Thursday 21 January 2016

The Old School House

East Stoke

Dorset