on a public bench in the autumn sun
while the kids explored the jungly bushes,
arrowheads darted across the sky.
They posed the passing question why
all were aimed in the same direction -
heading out across the Channel,
silhouettes streaking the cloud blown sky.
Migrating martins ! All flying south
helped by the storm force wind from the north,
taking advantage of English weather
to help them say goodbye.
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