Walking back to Staunton Road from the Premium store, I saw a Magnolia tree - its flowers were like pale flames -
The tired street became a street in a dream -
Sailors were singing Stormy Weather in The Prince of Wales -
A mermaid combed her glowing hair on the foreshore -
My parents were young again - my dad looked like a poet - my mum wore a golden dress - there were jewels scattered upon the pavement -
14.30
Tuesday March 31 2015
Havant
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