Soft rain fell upon the quiet trees -
Mist obscured our view of silent fields -
Leaves were already falling -
The wood evoked stories dear to me -
The Wind In The Willows -
The Little Grey Men -
The Magician's Nephew -
I remembered climbing trees as a leggy boy -
Mossy bark against my face -
Feeling my heart beat in its nest of bone -
Thursday 3 September 2029
Thorncombe Wood
Dorset
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