Two City Kids

I remember a time in my life when

I was full of joy and happiness,

down in the south of Wales. 

On a clear, hot summer’s night in

a field lay two city kids.

In the middle of nowhere,

it was very dark and quite

frightening for the both of us,

the only light source was

that of the stars, illuminating

the field around us.

As the constellations broke up

the darkness surrounding us,

we lay gazing at the night sky,

I wrapped my arms around Amy

and said, ‘the sky is so beautiful,

but not as beautiful as you.’