Gone

Always wanted a village life Always wanted a semi, Always wanted a garden, Always wanted to grow things. We got our village life. We got our semi. We got our gardens. We got to grow things. I planted a willow, thin as a rake. I planted all manner of things I planted our pets as they died I planted roses and vines and shrubs. The 40ft willow is gone, the roses too, The shed is gone, the vines are too. The garden is gone, a car park now We are gone, in Cyprus now. © Dave Timperley April 2015