the view from here

the view from here
has changed

the meadows
where we ran
so wild and free
all gone

replaced by houses
stacked in rows
all neatly lawned
and edged

no trace remains
of childhood days
spent playing there

a world
of pure imagination
(at least ’til time for tea)

the cows moved on
to other fields
the children grew
and ventured forth
the future comes
and takes us all

the view from here
has changed

half a year

half a year
has gone by
in a flash
it would seem
yet so much
has changed
since that moment
of wonder

when you stopped me
from falling
off the edge
of the world
caught hold
of my hand
and changed my
you brought back
my smile
and made me
feel safe
as I tiptoed
your heart
and let down
my defences

now with all
that I am
and with all
that I will be

I love you
my walnut
much, much more than too

daisy chain

5-img_3604long gone warm summer days
on the village green
grass prickling my chubby bare legs
reaching for yet more daisies
for a chain that could reach the sky
one after another added to the endless length
and all that mattered was the careful task
make a hole
thread it through
make another
thread it through
until the sound of the bell
rung by the chosen child
clang clang clang proudly rung
and back into the cool shade of the classroom