MY CHINESE UMBRELLA
My Chinese umbrella
But a sweet souvenir
Of birdsong
And dimsum
and everything dear
By lanterns and gloworms
By fireflies by sprite
Illuminous
two of us
dreaming of flight
We float in the atmosphere
A buttermilk sky
Both weightless
Like jellyfish
We glide and we glide
My dreams travel eastern
to grow and embilow
But my heart stays in England
With river and willow
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