My Grandfather’s Greenhouse

Written 27/09/2017.
For Terry C.R. Evans, 1937–2007.

It is at times like these
I am reminded of my grandfather’s
greenhouse.

Stepping over the threshold
and feeling the warmth,
Feeling the sun filter into
that cramped, glass room —
if there was sun, that is.
And if there was light
(There almost never was.)
It…