Joyce Grove
(Nettlebed)
written by: Rich
@H3Richard
Nettlebed with your garden’s so grand where we live life and love take our heads from the sand
Your blind’s drawstrings tap away time we’re no longer blind to reason and rhyme
September sun drawing children to play, angelic voices break the tranquility of day
Cool breath of air through the window at night, tapping out time it soon will be light
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
It was my Father’s birthday yesterday and I performed this poem that I had wrote at his bedside when in the care of Sue Ryder at an open mike event in his memory.
(Sue Ryder’s Henley Hospice. The former home of the Fleming Family of James Bond fame.)
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