Invitation to View

Pity you didn’t know us in our day –
We might have found you sitting by the lime
in sleepy summer, or in scented May
at lunch with Peter looking for a rhyme
he’d kicked into the long grass by the pond
and Margaret tickling some old cat. Yes, fond

of desultory stuff as life went by
with frogs and flowers and idiotic talk
under trees shuffling green about the sky.
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