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White Field Green Sheep

White Field Green Sheep

he's gone wandering again yon down by the river
she think fear knows when the dog come back
with lead and red collar but no four fingered hand

the special is up calming her down nodding
whilst them as nosey agree to casually look 'afar
as they brave twice daily rain on the school run

he's gone yon again wandering lost int' a river
of landmarks and place names and places and
oh it's too much to be here he parks on a bench

waiting the brass bronze river is the same yet yon
dog is gone thither daily rain remind him of mother
to get up school gates for help for Julian and tea

wandering lost again by the yon river bank gone
away in a fairy ring yonder away with the tide
over not yet until a face he half recall greets him

takes him by the arm to yon waiting white car
bids the uniformed children shush talks all the way
friendly everyday familiar until they got home


◄ echo

Fishing a' Dusk ►


<Deleted User> (13516)

Fri 13th Mar 2015 23:15

I agree with Jackie, that's very moving, quite brought a lump to me throat, it did :/ You have a very original way of writing that's quite intriguing.

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Jackie Phillips

Fri 13th Mar 2015 22:46

Very moving.

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