My Window

My Window

I had to grow up to use it
But it was worth its reward

Out there were ships that sailed the oceans
There was Peter and Edmund & a lamppost
There was Nic and his soccer ball
Chickens and carrots
Lupins and waves

A ghost, a windy hill
Bows and arrows and spears
The secret seven and famous five
Sheep and motorbikes

A paddock, a hill, a road
And Prince Caspian
Could all be seen from my window


My Window will be featured in my next book, which has the working title of Highways, Byways and Cobblestones.

Thank you so much for reading ‘out for lunch’. If you are reading and want contribute, please do.  Thanks Kel.

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