Remember how our breathing slows right down
When we see a small bird close at hand
We want the happy moment to expand
To feel the greenness, and in that greeness drown
Our breathing is much faster in the town
Our hearts will beat as fast as Previn’s hands.
We lose our mind and body, their demands.
We walk through traffic like damned clowns
See the human faces as they frown
They each update their phone,a thousand pounds!
They will park and ride the underground.
To Mayfair with a credit card and crown.
We need to create new memories that last.
In Dedham Vale the wild geese still fly past
How my heart sings 