i don’t often go in. i only went to see the back, the upper room.

area.    i noticed the creeping plant outside, walked to the door.



went in.

the cat came in.



i thought there would be lilies. there was just a few of the usual

sort, daisy types.



i left, the cat came

after.



my boot scraped the moss from one on the slabs

to see the name.



william evans.



sbm.