I can’t 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
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 view
There are pedestrians
Close-up; together strolling
Along the promenade
They sojourn towards the town
Did you wonder that I wondered
On the hope of walking out with you