Watching the rain

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Monday 19th September
   

I’m watching the rain

It’s calling your name.

I listen to the sea

Bringing you back to me.

I can see the clouds

Your face in the crowds.

Swaying branches on trees

Your hands I can seize.

I shelter from the gale

Our lives; a fairy tale.

Avoiding the shadows

To dance in the meadows.

Warmth of the sun’s rays

Remembering holidays.

Gazing at the night sky

You’re my Angel on high.

I’m beneath the moonlight 

Looking up at you tonight.

 

xxxxxx

High tide, early evening

High tide in the harbour tonight

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