Tuesday, 11 October 2016

The waiting jets ...




I've packed the small bag Marylyn gave me - 

Already I can see the early morning sky - 

I can feel the cold air against my face - 

We'll drive through the still sleeping town - 

I'll listen to the murmuring radio - 

The jets will be waiting on the runway - 


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Tuesday 11 October 2016

The Old School House
East Stoke 
Dorset 


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