Waiting for leaves to clothe the tree ...

It's good you're here my mum said - 

We were walking down Boundary Way - 

She held onto my arm as tightly as she could - 

She pointed to a bare tree - 

I like that tree she said - 

I placed my warm hand upon her cold one -

We'll see its leaves in summer I said - 

09.30

Sunday 5 October 2017

Boundary Lane

Havant 

Hampshire