Bed as soon as I can persuade MasterB to cease his hunting in the garden. I have been looking out poems for next Thursday’s meeting of poetry group. The theme is Secrets and Lies.
This one does not fit the theme at all, but it is the poem have read tonight that has blown me away. It seems I have come late to it. It is emblazoned on walls of universities where students and staff will see it daily.
We can always hope and work for it.
It’s good isn’t it.