Basic education at primary and grammar school. Most of my school time I wasted but I was interested in art and literature. I painted for many years and was exhibited once. In my forties I decided to write and had several articles about birds published. This led me to poetry which I had always loved. I had a small success when one of my poems was published. Nothing since unfortunately.
The weather has nothing to do with mood.
When I was young, I would, on a hot day
Rest a caterpillar in my palm; it would happily
Crawl around, never swearing or making noises
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If I liken you to a summer's day
You will say I copied Shakespeare.
If I liken you to a red rose
You will say I am a flatterer.
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Come my love we must run away
And discover a secret place
Where each new dawn as I awake
I gaze on your beautiful face.
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