Her hair will smell of flowers ...

We've just walked back from Waitrose - 

My dad had waited for us outside McDonalds - 

I'll sit here Pegs he'd said - 

Anne reassured me - Jane says we can trust him now - 

He was still there when we came back with The Mail on Sunday - 

He'd sat on the concrete bench like a forgotten king - 

In an hour or so, I'll mow the tiny lawns -

My mum will watch me cutting the grass -

She'll remember the warmth of the rich earth -

She'll wear a green dress - her hair will smell of flowers - 

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Sunday 8 May 2016

Staunton Road

Havant