Of her coastal walk, away from Easky, Eire,
was.. beautiful.. the highlight of my day..
but she wished for more time, to unpick those flowers,
rough-castings, bird-sown, almost ‘littering’
the coast-coarse grass, there, at the very edge;
the rocks, dressed in dried seaweed, have their own beauty too..
Not just bare barometers of future fair weather,
giving her rescuers a rare restful day.