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Sun on the back
Burns through the black
A coat - still needed
Wards off the Winter chill
In the cold blue
Of the empty sky

Though Spring has sprung
Its Daffodils are gone
Golden hordes forgotten
Until next year
Now Daisies pepper the grass
Of the Central Square

Basking in the glory
Of a bright Spring day
The square within a rectangle
A space to display...
The churches, the school...
The architecture of Lutyens

This poem was published for glopowrimo/napowrimo and it is also my entry for Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge which is hosted this week by BeckyB. We’ve been asked to provide Bright Rectangles and I can assure you the sun was very bright yesterday!