Monday Poem: The Frozen Fields

The Frozen Fields We drift through mists that hide the day. The night will close in on us, and the cold Will make us huddle protectively inside. The rain will fall, almost frozen, hard Like the ice of sadness that freezes Then shatters the delicate heart of one Who has known love and seen itContinue reading “Monday Poem: The Frozen Fields”

Beyond the Edge of the Garden

Something I’d liked about the cottage when I bought it, was the way its garden merged into the rough ground beyond it. I’d always intended to – one day – explore what lay beyond the edge of my garden, but like all those ‘one days’ we have this one had never come around. Then, oneContinue reading “Beyond the Edge of the Garden”

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