chain

chain

the laburnum tree shaded our garden

we sat on the stone steps

where the flowers fell; a golden rain

mum told us it was poisonous

if we ate it

the petals lay, weak

and dull, where they fell

their time was glancing, they shone

in vernal splendour

until the chain was broken

Tim Fellows 2020

Image by Anna Armbrust from Pixabay