Frightened by the storm
he crawls under
his mother’s skirts
...
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What a touching bit this is, especially that left foot, minus shoe of course, stroking, stroking that small, scared child. AND never missing a card trick! !
Oh this is lovely, reminds me of a poem (and I can't remember the title or the author) about a poet remembering sitting at his mum's feet by the piano when he was small. Whichever it has a haunting quality to it! HG: -) xx