Your skin is flawless

A girl in the church told me this as she was serving me tea

I was told I was beautiful

By a complete stranger who held my hand

 

In the fields the surround this rural town

The golden wheat is being harvested

And as I watch the dusts in the mellow sunlight

I know that I am at peace with the world

 

 

 

The poet’s wife was complemented on her complexion when visiting a church in Marlborough Wiltshire on the last day of June 2017