Monday 9 December 2019

9th December 2019

windy morning
my garden full of leaves
and chip wrappers

© Rachel Green 2019



You're away for the night
and I have the whole bed to myself
reading until the early hours
until I say goodnight to the dog
(who never gets on the bed,
sometimes to my sorrow
when I need to breathe in
his warm and dusty smell of home)
and work through my dreams.
In the morning I'll have a shower
and return to warm sheets
just for ten minutes,
where I can rest without fear of waking you
and luxuriate in solitude.

© Rachel Green 2019

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