Light Grey Sunshine
Groatweed grows by every verge
Decking hedge and ditch with thrift;
Shepherds roam, their clothes in rags,
At the whim of every urge
They search the bushes for some fags
Aimless as the clouds, they drift.
Contributors: | Apsley, dkb. |
Poem finished: | 22nd August 2001. |