Wednesday, 2 June 2010

Park in a park

You walk in the park,
You look at the sky,
Sit on a pillow,
Count up the stars in your head.



This abandoned playground had been dismantled and reclaimed by the weeds in a more remote part of Burgess Park where Brigid, mistaken for a dead person, discovered the perfect reclining spot...




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