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{JOURNAL WITH WDC give it 100 Remembering John.} |
| I go for a long walks on a sunny day. To see all the places down my way And wander amongst the bluebell stalk Listening to the rustle from the leaves on the trees And remember how it used to be. Collecting brambles to make jam But would eat the berries as much as we can. I feel the coolness upon my face From a warm gentle breeze As I sit with my friend in my favourite place. I look around and see a newly ploughed field And then look up to the sky As clouds go floating by.Mary Ann MCPhedran} |