Call it a day

Like Jamie and the Magic Torch

Wind licks the chimney slide

Softening whirling sounds in a room gently lit

I hear a wee lad playing in his bath

A big lad playing on his guitar

Rain stroking panes in parallel relief

I think of bulbs needing planted

Dream of cosy sleep on an even keel

Where parents are better

And Halloween past

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Thank you for all the lovely wishes for my birthday.

Bests.