30. Running out for Milk by HanJan published on 2013/05/30 20:15:52 +0000 Thank you to Wes Martin for playing guitar so beautifully in the background of this one. Running out for Milk The chestnuts have their candles on And the Willow Warbler warms the hedge As I drive past. Stopped to snap the sunset God fire fingers light tails cast From rain cloud. The the hare again Chose to lollipop the lane In his time, to the gate. Never so green As this time of May late. The Jay never quite so vivid Or more parrot flare wild In the woods. Coming home, He had freedom and relief Enough to dance in front of the car Showing off his blue bars, moustache and Intense eye fly flare. "Ohh Babe!" my surprised mouth formed And the rainbow too - I jest not - Touched the streamed field where horses adjourned. One of those evenings, When running out of milk Is the best accident you could have.