..day 63..

lovely all numbers relating to three

how good can it be

your bike coming today

and me a new washing

machine

the thing broke in half and blew the trip

he said he had never seen such a thing

me all over the place busy in the garden

i wrote the chaps notes on the slate

he came all masked and gloves

his air gave off confidence and

a handsome nature

i think he has now a beard yet

it was hard to see at such a distance

so i wore them old dungarees against

the ivy dust and felt happy the same

way my garden makes me happy now

who would have ever thought it

so your bike comes today

i have said it twice and i hope

it will all be well

later my plants were brought quietly

so i laid them out ready

and exclaimed…