#Octpowrimo #Clink #Delivery #Milkman #Autumn
In the dark days of Autumn ,
I miss that sound….
The sound that signified
a warm breakfast was coming
as freshly bottled milk
in glass bottles – were placed on
the waiting doorstep
soon to be warmed up in a pan
and combining with wheat or oats
and if lucky – a squirt of Golden syrup
all brought together
by the man from the dairy
and on special days
something sweet – like Orange Juice
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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