there will not be a note on the door to say i have gone.



i have called you.

it is  extra  when



you go alone.now  i have tidied around and taken the

glory. stocked up, and locked the out buildings ready.



it is an autumn day, gold,  glistening from the rain

that fell last night. sun warms and the scarf becomes



unnecessary.



as is the note.



sbm.