i have been out looking
for you
amongst the knapweed
amongst the flowers
cut those brambles that may stick
to your prickles
we left it longer
the tidying this year
so as not to be a slave to it
and rewards are endless
good it has become a fashion with the climate
changing
it always did make sense to me
others thought not in the past
we have a a past, it keeps reminding me
rewilding.