May trees

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May trees are in flower again

it was this time last year

the news came of your passing

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When the May flower white in the woodland

reminds me of the poem you wrote

it was about this time we heard too

so many people were dying from Covid

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I was recovering, shielded and frightened

I didn’t see anyone for nine months

living here out on the country road

on a hill surrounded by Oakwood

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Shopping was brought to the door

the man always asked if I was well

he kept his distance the boxes left

two metres away he always looked worried

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May trees are in bloom again

so I think of your sudden death at this time

back then I was going over your work

while it rained through the night

I listened to its hiss sound on the skylight

a beautiful sound to fall to sleep to.

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