Defying the seasonPink English tongues flick out to lasso
Yellow ice cream
In low slanting sunlight
The Jurassic Coast shrugs
At the ebb and flow of this year's troubles
The autumn tide comes in
And we head home for tea
LYME REGIS
Defying the seasonPink English tongues flick out to lasso
Yellow ice cream
In low slanting sunlight
The Jurassic Coast shrugs
At the ebb and flow of this year's troubles
The autumn tide comes in
And we head home for tea
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2 comments:
Those words paint a dreamy picture.
I sometimes don't know what I'd do without tea, but that's just me.
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