By Ian Morris | 8am 15th May 2020
as I walk the dry mud-trodden path in the bright-clear of day beneath an unclouded blue I get glimpses of growing warmth that patch and catch me as I move through the shade of glistening green-leafed trees whose shadows echo the cold
as I step into pools of dewy sunlight amongst burgeoning buttercups sprinkled clusters of daisies waiting patiently for the sun's heat to unfurl in their elegant way almost bid me just to stay
Editor: Thanks to local Sunbury resident Ian Morris who has embraced the village and village life since moving here from Worcester in 2016. He wanted to share some of his inspiring poetry. We felt he truly captured the magic of a walk in the park and the play of the sunlight through the trees.