Still About Normandy....

In front of me sits Rebecca with her open eyes, next to me sits Esther who has excellent listening ears, and next to Rebecca sits Ruth with the faithful heart I am reciting: my poem about Normandy: Back from the bright blue skies in Normandy and the full corn moon at farmers' be ocre coloured and bit pale I sit amongst three maiden fair bliss i'd wish no better momentum than this, the experiences amongst the green and rocky hills of Normandy in my mind and three fresh living lass I sit amidst now I am reciting my poem now not tomorrow.... I'll continue in the next sequel © Sylvia Frnces Chan - All Rights Reserved Sunday Bright Afternoon Sep 2020.