The summer has well and truly flown. I was waiting for the bus today, to go into Bangor, and I regretted not having lifted a pair of gloves. Even on quite bright late October days, the wind can be quite fierce.
Here is a Kyreille poem to remind you of summer days communing with nature.
Deliverance
Come
Walk with me
Wind will cool your brow
Stand beneath the sighing trees
Soothe your aching heart and mind
Hear the wilderness
Feel the peace
Dream
Come
Walk with me
Wind will cool your brow
Stand beneath the sighing trees
Soothe your aching heart and mind
Hear the wilderness
Feel the peace
Dream
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