His gentle gaze ...

 

I saw the summer's flowers heaped on Hammet's grave - 

The man upon whom all our hopes rest left the church - 

I thought of all those who reviled him - 

I recalled the headlines, the sneering talking heads - 

He stood only a few feet away from me -

There was no entourage around him, no shiny masks - 

I was aware only of his calm, his gentle gaze - 

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Sunday 22 July 2018

Tolpuddle