I am eight years old, my friend is ten,
the sky is billions and azure blue,
we are walking to St Bees and the beach, when,
suddenly a skylark soars piping his tune so true.
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I like this poem very much as it portrays scenes of childhood and the situations of the present vividly as though I was there walking behind you. The poem also expressed a myriad thoughts and insights about nature (40 years ago) and nature as it is now, as well as the strength and comfort of true friendship. Thank you for writing this and may younger generations find the treasure that is in your poetry.
God, this brought some lumps to my throat. The sky is billions....Just sublime. Thanks for this, I needed it.