Annie bought a house on land the farmer sold.
He got three million and a Highland retreat.
She got Springtime Village and a terrace by the green.
But eyes, milky with cataracts, meant she couldn’t read the sign,
warning drivers to beware of the kids.
© Jacqui Thatcher 2014
2 thoughts on “The Estate”
read this again and again… saw her, saw him and the world around… so complete… so neat 🙂