I raise my eyes

I raise my eyes

Walk through bent grass

Calm to a standstill

The oak silently nurturing the foetus

Breeze rapping the ringlets of the daffodil

No mind boggling equations

By Timmy Conway

By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician By nature a Poet

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