The pale sun was a golden fruit ...

Sophie and Paul are now in Rio - 

The white jet landed whilst I slept - 

I woke to frozen water meadows - I searched for a memory of summer - 

I looked at a map of Pernambuco - 

I remembered when Sophie found adventures on the garden lawn - 

Now her garden was a sultry continent - 

The pale sun was a golden fruit - 

 

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Thursday 25 February 2016

The Belvedere 

Durlston Castle

Dorset