Escape by Hazel McIntyre
Warm days of summer,
Wandering through dusty lanes,
Strange! I can only remember the warm days,
When I escape back to childhood.
Winter snow crisp and even,
Bright starry nights of frosty magic,
Strange! I can only remember
The clear bright skies of winter,
When I escape back to childhood.
The sound of your voices, the laughter, the play,
The crimson of a summer dawn,
In the whizzing of a pleasant wind,
Whispering across the hills
I remember you all,
In my escape back to childhood.
This poem was chosen by UK, actress, Wendy Craig as her favourite
inspirational piece for inclusion in her new book 'Show me the Way'
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