I was due on the 13th April
(arrived early on the scene)
had looks to break a mirror
in pieces – sharp but clean
Kept a black cat at home
which would take on local dogs
and would sit in all kinds of weather
in puddles deep for frogs
And Lucky shamrocks grew
in a garden lush and green
along with Deadly Nightshade
and other witches herbs between
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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