IMAGINE THIS IS LEGAHORY CRAIGAVON

Revealing lush grass and earthly delights

Every tree bears a scar, each walked on

blade of grass.  Even the black-bird has 

a problem with the Robin scouring 

the earth tossing aside yesterdays 

rotting leaves to find food for survival.

Imagine this is Legahory, Craigavon

Northern Ireland and I’m sitting in the car

outside the health centre waiting for my wife

who will arrive any moment now with a pre-

scription that will help her through another 

stage of life.