Changing trains at Stevenage
I had the urge to send,
by way of an apology,
this message to a friend:
‘You came back from the shops too soon
and caught me unawares,
I should have been a-hoovering,
not sitting on the stairs.
I should have been a shepherd boy
upon the hill at eve,
bringing in the wayward flock,
not reading poetry.’
But a magpie stole my glasses,
stole them just for fun,
he had no need for glasses,
he had already some.
Yes, a magpie stole my glasses
as I stood by that rail,
I couldn’t send that message then
so took the homeward trail.
Reblogged this on Another Way of Saying and commented:
I did think once that a magpie had stolen my specs – in slightly different circumstances – it amused my children anyway.
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Like this. Very whimsical.
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Thanks – much appreciated.And I like the word “whimsical” – there’s not enough whimsy in the world!
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You got that right my friend
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