Corner of me eye.

Wet n hurrying.

Family Weaving.

Along grey packed streetpath.

Then corner of me eye cathing.

The poet with the hat.

lights red so I broke rank to fulfil a

long held vow. If I seen the poet

selling his wares now.

Our wet hands shook.

Conversation on Howth, we took.

Book purchased and signed with love for Kate.

All to soon lights change can't be late.

Quick goodbye to the face older

than I remember.

Then off we continued our meyender.

Once again.

Back to Kid herding in the rain.

One fleeting moment dropped in my life ocean.

Its ripple.

kates favourite book, a poet set in motion.