A few things…

bird watching, My Poems, Nature, writing

What do you say to the country side,

when you come back after all these years?

The river in a hurry runs wild.

Bank swallows scheme and skim

over rising waters.

Bellies full of insects,

too soon they will gather.

Their departure grows near,

I miss them already.

Walks in ancient woodlands,

Or time by the river

Makes for a simpler life

and nourishes the soul.

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