When I forget my waterproof coat

It only rains when I talk to the scruffy sheep

Who live in front of All Saints church

My father sleeps there next to the wall

I have not seen him for over thirty years

There are some military graves harsh white

Near to where I am standing today

This is where the three airman who crashed

Into the Becket’s Mill are buried

All three boys were younger than me

When they plunged out of the Pemburton sky

My neighbour is walking her elderly goat

Who is as wet as I am but does not care