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Love Left Rusting In The Rain
It boded well in summer
Blue skies and endless sun
When love adds sheen to
Bright days of endless fun
Seasons change like people
Happiness replaced by pain
Dark skies hiding sunshine
Love left rusting in the rain
Whispers like soft breezes
Promises of undying bonds
Magic painting hot dry air
Like fairies waving wands
Easy to envisage our bliss
...
Thursday 5th November 2020 10:59 am
Pins Drop
Official now, gone deaf
My ears are out the door
Words no longer hurt me
Speech that used to bore
They first heard my mam
Absorbed a wall of sound
Listened to words of love
From lovers that I found
Recoiled from animosity
Thrilled to airs of Mozart
Stood by when I was cruel
Inflicting a broken heart
Soaked up words of love
Tuned in to Radio One
...Wednesday 4th November 2020 10:22 am
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