Salmon pink, celadon, Georgian grey,
Persimmon, burr elm, something to say,
Pithers stove, anthracite, happy childhood day,
R.P English accent making bad things go away,
Shaft of golden sunlight, dancing dust motes in the ray,
Recorders and then singing and afternoon play.
Scarlet scented lipstick, teenage walks across the stray,
Absorption in a novel, fields with bales of hay,
And yet if sweet nostalgia were something one could buy,
I’d be a bleak progressive and want the past to die.
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