The house is so quiet. So quiet
that I can hear the wind
howling as it ruffles the trees
which, like upside down besoms,
appear to sweep the sky.
This is my quiet time, when
I can enjoy a cup of tea
and a choccy digestive
and not think of all the things
I have to do. But this oasis
of calm passes soon and I
must get back to the real world.