He’d be asleep now,
It’s 7:43pm and it’s dark.

Spring.

I have flowers in the house,
Picked from the garden this evening.

All around I can hear neighbours
With friends over,
Smell their barbeques
And listen to their joy.

That used to be us,
Boy at the barbie,
Me inside,
Organising the salads.

Spring.
So many flowers.
So much love,
And
Joy.

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