What did you say the meaning of life is, again…?

It’s / the crunch of gravel, under foot, under tyres 

It’s / sunlight through a winter hedge 

It’s / your bootprints in the frost 

It’s / the robin that keeps you company, while 

It’s / the glint of scaffolding between the trees 

It’s / the Thursday morning red kite, your old friend 

It’s / your first work of the year, and having to tell them 

It’s / picking up your son from the station of a nearby town 

It’s / the expected evening of stomach pain 

It’s