I traced the mysterious patterns of their flight -
The lost words they traced in the air -
Jane told us about the birds in her garden -
Nightjars -
Swallows, Swifts, Owls -
I remembered the olive trees -
The scent of orange blossom -
Laughter under the moon -
11.42
Wednesday 25 October 2018
Arne
Dorset
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