Cool spring breezes
Arrive in mid March
And Finlake calls
For Easter holidays
In a tightly packed
Tardis caravan
Cold, dark evenings
Feet up on the seats
Listening to the click
As my father lies
On the floor
Firing the gas fridge into life
Chilly mornings
With Saved By The Bell
On our black and white TV
Easter Eggs emerging
From hidden places
Made by my mother’s magic
School feels like it’s over
Forever
And everything seems new
Adventures
In muddy woodland
Under open skies
In mid March
The cool spring breezes
Begin to blow
The world is awake
I am a kid again
And it feels like Finlake
Unstuck Monsters 