I'm on the Virgin Train to Kings Cross -
The Train Manager is apologising for delays and cancellations -
England slips by my window -
The sky is filled with fragile clouds -
I remember this morning -
I arrived early by taxi -
The garden was made more beautiful by its treasury of names -
Tall trees held heaven close to the chill earth -
The black cars were enfolded in silence -
Paul carried a son's precious burden upon his shoulders -
Yet each of us carried the immense and tender weight of love -
Monday 5 February 2018
Scunthorpe
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