Saumarez Park, with its ducks and waterfowl, is an ever-popular venue on a summery day for parents, children and, inevitably, for lovers .
Photo by B Eckert |
IN SAUMAREZ PARK
A bag of bread and some stale cake
was what we brought that afternoon
to feed the tame ducks on the lake.
They gathered round us. Pretty soon,
in force, the noisy gulls arrived,
their beaks like weapons as they dived.
We scattered food, retreated then
and left them to their argument;
strolled through the park. You saw a wren.
It hardly seemed like time misspent
nor mattered that the day was cool,
for you were mine and beautiful.
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