I Saw My Old Mate Again
I couldn't see him…
then the cloud shifted
and there he was,
glittering in the night sky,
hovering over the greenhouse
with his tail pointing to The Lickeys.
I remembered that time…
a small boy with a tall father,
seeking from a different garden.
I wondered when my kind had first met him…
did they gaze at the night sky,
recognise him and introduce themselves
as Homo Sapien, the upright ape-man?
They must have understood his shape
and named him, 'The Plough.'
They could not have known
he was part of Ursa Major
or perhaps they did.
I wondered how many generations
had died to permit me
to speak to him last night.
In an upwardly mobile world,
it's good to know
that some things never change.
I've shown my children where he is…
I hope they'll take a moment
to gaze at the night sky,
say hello to him
and remember me.