Worn stone was beneath my feet - the early evening sky had yet to fill with stars -
I walked past the time worn houses, each one filled with memory -
The church tower rose up before me, dark against the sky -
On the Town Quay, a fisherman knelt by the river's edge -
The water was like a mirror, reflecting the silent world -
18.30
Monday 15 February 2016
Wareham
Purbeck
Dorset
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