poetrySummer

In My Caravan

Where the rivers of Gloucestershire flow
Quaint little cafes where I get my coffee and a cake made from toffee
There’s Cheltenham town hall,
Behind the beer gardens call
Sunbathing in the park
Until dark
Cocktails, we pour
I have had four
A brief rest and then back on tour
Ice creams galore
The breeze with the windows rolled down.
A Cotswold crown.
Upbeat music, to remove your frown
A sing a long
With your son and daughter
On the way to Bourton on the Water

Kirstie Grainger

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