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© Rachel Green October 2025
Cedarwood and glass
I don't recall "before the greenhouse came"
although I have a memory of work
my "pulling of a garden roller" game
to firm the ground in post-school evening murk.
No time, it seems, before that day of toil
and when my father finished this great worth
full thirty feet and filled with compost soil
his father's butcher's block as doorstep path,
the scent of cedar wood pervaded all,
and filled my growing sensory parade
that even now the smell I can recall
to calm me when my anxious thoughts invade.
An enduring image of my patient mum
pricking out a tray of seedlings in the sun.
© Rachel Green October 2025
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