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