Words from a bridge in Bampton

I’m in England

The spring sunshine liberated for an extra hour,

Bird song fat and full as the 

Bud bursting magnolia and cherry

And I am as wistful as autumn 

For 

Whilst spring and it’s promise

Flows as sweetly as a Devonish stream

And blossoms in my heart

I am here

And you are there 

And that’s ever too far apart