Portugal on my mind

Portugal on my mind

Portugal on my Mind

The nature so lush I felt like a horse I had to feel my eyes

With beauty and scent

 left the asphalted
road and walked on a track

till I was consumed by bushes  and the sound of the growing

sat on a stone wall took pictures and two hours had gone

and I fell asleep as the sun was setting.

I didn’t hear the mobile ring but woke up when a big dog
barked

a black woman came down the track she was worried

If I were ill wanted she could drive me home

I have walked this track for 330 years. She laughed but
insisted  

I drink some cold water at her house; the water came from a
deep well

why do they not make wine that good?

The dog, a pointer, followed me to the asphalt road; its job
was done,

the phone rang again my wife wanted to know where I had been

while she was out visiting friends, out walking darling just
walking