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Monday 7 May 2018

HL II

A Sunday night in autumn
Which figures down the line
Awakened by a memory
Of clothes cut neat and fine

And the river that flows by
Was once a moorland stream
And the slipper footed raconteur
Told of his everlasting dream

A lesson in forgiveness
Among the passing of the time
Soft steps of reminiscing
To earn his five and dime

And the love that passed by
Was once a place to lean
Happy then to be an audience
To hear him picking from the cream

A Sunday night in autumn
Cool culture quite sublime
The debt is there to share
Let the punishment fit the crime


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