Weird Week

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A week of little hurts, and strange days.
Mostly all my days are strange at the moment!
We rushed and dashed, and tried to do too much. I tried to help and found I hadn't.
We planted more seeds in the rain, and I tried as I planted to bury in the wet clay the slight stinging of careless distance.
It rained some more.
We went to see an abandoned farm, we dreamed, and came away, and realised the dream was not for us.

For my extraordinary daughter, H - because she loves it :)


Ellen, the Bluestocking Belle said...

Oh, can I relate, Jackie! Just now do I feel quiet and calm, after months of disarray!

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