the white chalk hills softened my boyhood games
rolling over and over in lush green fields
where snakes and lizards slept content in the Sun
and we hunters lifting discarded corrugated iron sheets
caught sight of creatures both fascinating and strange.
Other creatures, Hedgehogs we would feed bread drenched in milk,
and shepherd down gardens where all gardeners were asleep, to places better for them, so we thought in our rebellious minds.
Bees also nesting deep in the earth, we challenged by setting light to the entrance to their hive and acted surprise on the morn when hundreds of angry Bees filled everywhere. Boys indeed will be boys, and being totally ignorant of girls to learn many decades gone by that Julie your best mates sister always thought that you and her would be married and live a long shared life together. tbc.