![]() Four TreesA Poem by GeoffTWO![]() thoughts on a walk brought on memories.![]() Four trees frame horizon’s hill Scots Pine in stone walled field, Green pennants to the prevailing wind Rise to uniform attention. Halfway to the sea, beside the track Where I watch pied wagtails Fly against the breeze. They stand with their sisters On Gallipoli’s shore. GeoffTWO © 2012 GeoffTWO
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