The Downs
were covered in snow
and the sky
dull and grey.
I made my way
up to the farm
carrying the green
plastic jug
for the morning milk.
I didn't think
I'd see you that day
not with the snow
and you living
at the other end
of the hamlet.
I walked up the narrow path
between the high hedgerows
and along the deep snow
towards the dairy.
I hoped the black
one-eyed dog
wouldn't come and bark
or snap at my heels or arm.
Cows mooed
from the milking shed.
I sensed the cold
biting at my fingers
as I entered the dairy.
Mr Andrews poured
milk into my jug.
"Snow arrived then"
he said as if undecided.
"Yes deep in places"
I said.
He nodded
and turned away
back to his tasks.
I left and walked
back the way I had come
balancing the jug
in case I slipped.
I thought of you
lying in your bed
snuggled up beneath
sheets and blankets
wearing a winter nightdress
hugging your form
thinking of me
out in this cold
and snow
wishing I was there
with you
doing what
we wanted to.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:56 AM UTC
The Downs
were covered in snow
and the sky
dull and grey.
I made my way
up to the farm
carrying the green
plastic jug
for the morning milk.
I didn't think
I'd see you that day
not with the snow
and you living
at the other end
of the hamlet.
I walked up the narrow path
between the high hedgerows
and along the deep snow
towards the dairy.
I hoped the black
one-eyed dog
wouldn't come and bark
or snap at my heels or arm.
Cows mooed
from the milking shed.
I sensed the cold
biting at my fingers
as I entered the dairy.
Mr Andrews poured
milk into my jug.
"Snow arrived then"
he said as if undecided.
"Yes deep in places"
I said.
He nodded
and turned away
back to his tasks.
I left and walked
back the way I had come
balancing the jug
in case I slipped.
I thought of you
lying in your bed
snuggled up beneath
sheets and blankets
wearing a winter nightdress
hugging your form
thinking of me
out in this cold
and snow
wishing I was there
with you
doing what
we wanted to.
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