Searchlights washed the sky clean ...

I watched my dad sleeping in his chair - 

While he slept, I mowed the two small lawns in the back garden - 

My mum watched me through the french windows - 

I dead headed the roses and pulled up weeds - 

Meanwhile, my dad dreamed of dance halls and greyhounds - 

He stood outside the Admiral Beresford on VE Night - 

He pushed a barrel of beer down Great Southsea Street - 

Searchlights washed the sky clean - 

15.00

Sunday 4 September 2016

Staunton Road

Havant