A realisation as sudden as

Archimedes’ leaping from his bath,

the moment when – in the pleasure gardens

of Wisley, with its giant rhubarb leaves,

its gaping carp, its hissing swans, its wild

playground – going for a well earned modest slab

of chocolate cake and a babychino

enhanced with spoonsful of Grandma’s latte,

pointing, she called out, “That says ‘Coffee Shop’!

I can read!”



Note: the poem was originally published in September 2015.

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  1. #1 by Caroline Reeves - June 30th, 2016 at 07:38

    This made me smile and brought a tear to my eye, I can hear her saying it! I miss you all!

  2. #2 by Steve Crewe - June 30th, 2016 at 07:39

    Beautiful, David, simply beautiful – the innocence and youthful pride of achievement.

  3. #3 by Sylvia Selzer - June 30th, 2016 at 09:41

    I was there. You have caught the moment and described it in such a way that I feel moved now as I did then. An intense and beautiful moment captured for ever.

  4. #4 by John Chapman - July 1st, 2016 at 13:50

    Wonderful remembered moments out of the many that slip by. One from Liam in the car: “I can’t see,” he suddenly exclaimed in a bitter wail. Chris turned to find his eyes closed and it just made us laugh so much that he played on it the rest of the way home. Simple family pleasure.

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