Poetic reflection by Steve B

PLOT 22, I would like to thank you
for opening eyes and opening doors.

Eyes of the young, old and blind
with sign and love, hands in gloves.
With hearing dogs and their days off.

With master a wonderful thing from the sky —
It’s only rain to you or I.


To our South African friends:
At the moment the only problems I have are with the wind and black fly.
I hope your problems are as small.

PS. Greenfly are a problem too.

Love and aphids