We flicked the raindrops from purple grasses

Old ways


n evening where tired eyes and grey clouds met — so we went out into the rain,


flicked raindrops from purple grasses,

saw the fields sparkle,

used buttercups to tell us if we like butter,

found seedheads that can be fired high into the air,

hunted for four-leaved clovers,

watched dogs bound through the long grass,

and asked the dandelion seeds if it was time, yet, to go home.



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