Gone
the starlings have fledged now and the cherry tomatoes have all been eaten.
I donated your favourite chair to the charity shop in the high street and in that corner where you loved to sit I placed a large aspidistra.
The woman in the shop told me that they like the warmth of a sunny spot but can live quite happily in a shaded corner.
I laughed inside when she told me
Sometimes when I’m reading I will catch a slight movement out of the corner of my eye as a draught elbows the green foliage.
I never think that it’s you.
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