"The Gingerbread House" by Steve-h, on Flickr
It seems like
only yesterday.
Three summer weeks.
A cottage
outside London.
Oxford. Stratford.
Castles. Trains.
The Tower. Ravens.
And the Thames.
Three roundabouts ‘tween here and there.
Walked first, and planned, ‘fore driven on the left.
We sensed our first was on the way.
in ’97 (B.K.)
The prescient tele on the tube.
The Teletubbies, uh-oh!
(How much we watched it later!)
And Riff Raff’s Crystal Maze,
enthralled.
Before Survivor changed it all.
It seems like
only yesterday.
Three summer weeks.
A cottage
outside London.
by aforgrave, April 10th, 2012.
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