Perched on the grassy edge in sun-baked brightness
While across the river branches and leaves drape
shadows and secrets of cool green.
Toe dipping with a sharp intake of breath
I lower my unicorn-clad feet into water
stained burnt caramel from the peat.
Candy coloured swirls form a starlight backdrop
for the prancing unicorn,
he doesn’t seem to mind the drowning.
Landscapes of sandy paths between rounded stones
ripple in the depths.
Clouds of cappuccino foam cast shadows
as they chase each other across the surface.
Ripples whispering liquid gossip,
A backdrop to our laughter of remembering
My fingers nestle between the uncut grasses
My eyes seeking the elusive four leaves
But only seeing threes.
My luck is all around me, I need not search
For anomalies of green.