Boys and girlswith spindly pinsjogging their littlehearts out, my good lady and Iwere out for a stroll,it was bloody freezin’ cold,the gloves were no goodmy nose started to runit must have thought it wasa joggeroh what bleedin’ funbuta bit of fresh airdoes you goodin factit’s recommended. Home again to the painof thawing,toe tinglinggut gnawingand a…
Daily Archives: January 8, 2021
The lighthouse keeper
A mile from the marker and yet it gets darker, the dawn must be coming along soon,is it apt that we’re trapped and the virus roams free? My body used to bea templeand now it has becomea testing ground,butI am up for itI shall have the vaccinekeep well and get fit, Plan B is not…
