Woodland Walks
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Originally published: 8th May 2020
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the footpaths that stretched
out of sight until never
the parched ground and grasses
when miles seemed forever
wild garlic, the heat
the nettles and heather
the flies that would zizzzz
past our ears to wherever
the bees in the foxgloves
collecting their treasure
the black garden ants
with their strength and endeavour
the midges that danced
in a group all together.
the butterflies that zigged
and then zagged for good measure.
the dandelions drifting
on the air at life's leisure.
the long lost hot summers
that gave so much pleasure.
I remember those walks
and those woods
and that weather.
Copyright © Gary Radice | Year Posted 2020
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