I cannot drill down any deeper
Alone I am unable to magnify
The view; I do remember a window
The lane a little steeper, there
Was a garden & a small kitchen
With two colourful cockatoo
There were fields for potatoes
Before the long curved beaches
Yet out beyond the reaches
I was so often absent
Just as the image shows
I stayed out of focus
There were pedestrians
On the promenade, they
Sojourned towards the town
Did you wonder that I
Wondered on the hope of you
Always to know that my love
Would tie you, no, worse
Much worse by far
My love would let you down