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Here’s wishing you were here
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Where aureate leaves are thrown to the wind.
Fluffy cream eiderdown clouds timidly appear
Over the smooth charcoal slated convent roof.
Wishing you were here, where fluttering leaves
Dance a fox-trot with the cool, teasing breeze
Reflecting their chroma in the jade green lake.
And here, where branches of trees wave gently
As if conducting their invisible orchestras,
Soft raindrops sparkling as they kiss the pool.
Here, amidst late flowering roses and lavatera,
The violaceous faces of fading Michaelmas daisies,
Two well fed ducks and moorhens turn homeward.
Here’s wishing you were here
in my Yorkshire garden
in the fading light of this
autumnal day . . . .
Copyright 2007