Reluctant Return.

Monday 18th August 2014 9:15 pm

I saw you from the plane, as it tilted in the sky,

Parting the red sun, your flashing light

Draped in pink polluted clouds between,

My city, air, home, you’re seen.

Comments

Tue 19th Aug 2014 12:31

i can relate to this, charlotte. lot said in a few lines in particular the third line which really hit me must admit. excellent piece. keep em up

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