Mal Foster - Gypsy's Warning

Behind the trees the red road
leading to the end of summer

we wandered by the rhododendron
its purple flowers attracting your attention

I watched you swat a fly
something I thought you would never do

and now you turn again
in this perfect afternoon

your swivelled head
wanting me dead for no reason

Mal Foster

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