I place two shiny new conkers in your hands
Commenting on how many leaves are gathering now under the trees, fallen to the ground
We count the grazing geese upon the green, (there’s more than fifty!)
And remark upon a fearless squirrel darting across our path with boundless energy
I let down our ponytails so we can feel the Autumn breeze in our hair
With the sound of the fountain spray upon the lake in the air
We stop to say ‘Hello‘ to a majestic white swan upon the pond who holds its neck so proudly
And over the hump back bridge we say ‘Hi’ to a crow changing branches in a tree
Whose slick black feathers shine iridescently
Then we see two little girls chasing each other around a playground
They laugh and shout: ‘you can’t catch me, you can’t catch me…’
On the way back we wave at our reflections in the window and pause briefly
Before I comb and braid your hair into a plait so very neatly
