Ice skating, dancing doves.
10th February 2018
Like a sea-saw with give and take, equal weights where the roundabout turns at the hands of fate and we trust adults because, you know, it’s not too late.
We “Heads, shoulders, knees and toes” kiss trees and hug rainbows, watch fairy’s dance and…where did the time go?
Ice skating, dancing doves. Christmas eve, hot chocolate mugs.
Spicy aroma, not alone.
Family noises, a warm log fire home.
Like a sea-saw with give and take, a bouncy trust continues late. When you can’t stand your hand I’ll clasp. We’ll “ring a ring a rosy” until our last.
© G.P Williamson 2018