Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon


Lazy Sunday afternoon:

I sit on the well worn sofa
by a blazing peat fire
in this ancient cottage
by the sea,
with a cup of strong Irish tea
by my side,
ready to write.

But before one word is out
a sudden sleep overtakes me,
And there I am
walking into faeryland
hand in hand
with you.


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