...to greet me.A Poem by HuwUnder a new road bridge over the Amman while taking my walk each morning I would see a heron, two ducks and a dipper It seemed as if they met around the same time each morning A couple of hundred meters up the road there would be a solitary raven perched on the narrowest topmost branch of a silver birch. It would raise the level of joy I feel when they were there seemingly to greet me. © 2015 Huw |
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Added on October 16, 2015 Last Updated on October 16, 2015 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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