He's singing She moved through the fair -
Laurie Lee says a day unremembered is like a soul unborn -
So - I'll remember this moment, when I hear this voice again -
I'll see the clouds in the December sky -
I'll feel the warmth of the ashes in the fireplace -
My heart, once more, will be rapt in its nest of bone -
There I am, listening -
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in -
So softly she came that her feet made no din -
15.46
Thursday 14 December 2017
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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