11 February 2015

Claire's Jig

Years later out of nowhere  it hits you
that photo  half remembered, a sunny day
although all days were sunny then.

Claire dancing on the grass  a flying vortex of colour
laughing uncontrollably, before rolling down the bank
a tumbling bundle of delight

It's different now no walking on the grass allowed.
Once more the past will fade, memories dim
on those days that can never come again.