A pair of robins watched us lay turf today.
They flew from fence to lawn,
Earth to tree, spade to shed.
My workmate said they were
‘the spirits of his dead parents,’
I smiled and held up my mug of tea to acknowledge their presence.
Local poet/writer. ‘There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.’ E. Hemingway. All ©️DMM