Stargazing

The night sky doesn't change, just look up on a clear night And you will see the same constellations drifting Through time and space, unlike life here on Earth. Life. Turbulent, troubled, tedious after adolescence, Only to improve towards the end with a burst of radiance Like a brilliant new supernova in a far-flung galaxy. I remember, several decades ago, long school holiday's Spent playing with other children from the street. Long hot Summers drifted by, and come August there would be a Hosepipe ban. Now, in August, the leaves on the trees turn Brown, not through drought, but endless cold, wet windy days. Winter turns to spring and spring turns into autumn and the circle is completed by the return of winter. You have to travel Abroad to find summer, whilst at the same time, others are Leaving drought ridden countries for a better life in the west. So much to contemplate as I cut the grass in the brief dry interlude between showers, and decapitate patio weeds, which Reappear with morbid regularity, the very next day. So, perhaps it's not just the stars that are unchanging after all.