Oh, you feather headed wild flower
with distinctive inflorescence
pink-tinged white clusters and fern-like leaves
a waving guard of honour along the park trails
I promise that after we turn for home,
the dog and I,
and follow the woodsy path
between ancient beech
and newly planted oak
and pass the building site
where hoisting and hammering
have already begun
and greet the postwoman
parked at the street corner
in her silent new electric van
and maybe even retrieve some post
and after I have hung up the key
unleashed the dog and
given her a treat,
a dental chew for her teeth,
and before I turn on the kettle
for boiled water for a pot of tea,
I'm thinking Bewley's Assam Loose today,
I promise I'll look you up
in my Illustrated Irish Wildflower book
and find out your name.
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Love the stream of consciousness - it's like you're fully present at each of these moments.
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