I RESIDE on a memorial seat
For a lady who adorned the vista
On this beautiful late November Sunday
With a hint of winter on autumn’s breath.
Gulls, geese and swans create a raucous noise
But enhance the majestic scene.
The children stare at swans which are their size,
I admire the view, a feast for the eyes
And follow couples along the wooden path
Amongst the treasure of waving reeds.
People and dogs embrace the freedom
As I’m entranced by the golden leaves
Feeling divinity touch my soul.
The grey sky reluctantly retreats
So the lake changes its colour to blue
As a watery autumn sun breaks through.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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