This Happy Memory

Me Dad fishing Mum's old tights over coffee jar towed along with a piece of string catching some unwary minnows in the strong current the water tinkled over the rocks, making a sound like a box of spilling pencils calm day sunny rush hour time people going home stopping, starting,controlled by lights we, cocooned within the shadow of the bridge above which contrasted in that moment how different the ways we can choose to live our days. Sun sets cooling, shadows stretch Poppies go to sleep petals closing, controlled by light with a nod and a smile he signals it's time to go I remember it was the one day in his whole life that we had alone together For contest 'The magic of three', sponsor, Broken Wings january 15th 2018