Changing Perspective For Bro Colin Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

A patchwork quilt of sunlit fields
Is visible as grey mist yields
to the majesty of the sun.

The morning mist and night shadows
are well aware that they must go
Now that a new day has begun.

The distant hills which I now see
Become for me reality
Now that the mists have fully gone.

No longer just a fantasy,
a half forgotten memory.
I wandered happily alone.

I did not lack for company
I had my book of poetry.
What more could any poet need
except a quiet spot to read.

31/08/2009
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