The two wiry boys were well versed in crowbar lore -
They knew the wiles of chimneys -
I saw the sooty memories of long ago winters -
I sat, for a while, with those who'd lived in this house -
Who'd walked with me in the quiet valley -
Who'd gathered pine cones as I had -
Together, we'd thrown the pine cones upon the fire -
Watched the flames burn brighter -
Counted our heartbeats whilst the fire burned -
18 November 2019
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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