Heaven on Earth
Sitting by The river Avon
N�eath a weeping willow tree
I quietly fish for valiant trout
Smoke my pipe, occasionally.
The glassy surface breaks in rings
As trout rise to the fly
Mayfly dip their gossamer wings
And Mallards paddle by.
I drowned at this very spot
So many years ago
The spirits bade me go with them
Politely, I said �no�.
�Why go to heaven� I enquired
I said it with some mirth
A rod, a pipe and a Moore hen�s cluck
Is heaven here on earth.
Bill Harborne �2012.
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