Lendings
i am on the landing
in the family home.
I glance out of the window
and spot
John Lennon
making his way
across the field.
He's wearing his white suit
but no shoes
and his hair
hangs over his face.
He enters the garden
through a hedge
and continues walking
towards the greenhouse.
I really want to meet
John Lennon,
so I rush down the stairs
and try to find my slippers
so I can go outside.
Where are they?
There they are,
under the table
in the lounge.
I'm pleased.
I shout:
SLIPPERS!
SLIPPERS!
SLIP-
😵 ...woken by silent shouting,
Tomorrow: bird-themed sonnet.
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