AND SO THE DAY BEGINS ITSELF


windows waking
to the newest dawn
smiling with light

the eyes of the house
opening...opening
the door still asleep

now the chimney
enjoys a smoke
birds stroll along the roof

the garden path
runs up to the green door
a dog bounds out

"Rover...Rover!"
the still waking man shouts
Rover pretends he doesn't hear

the day walks about
in all its splendour
wearing the bluest of skies

a ladybird
shares its world with me
we both alive in this now

time held
in aspic
the moment in a forever

somewhere
in a July
of 1963