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A quiet day with nothing but the sound of the breeze,
The water of the river lapping with rhythmic ease,
A boat with tourists, crosses my way,
Squeals of delight momentarily interrupt the peace of the day,
The stillness of the surroundings moves me,
Watching the happenings, I feel happy,
The wind picks up and everything darkens,
My reverie ends and I am startled,
The low rumble of thunder awoke me,
And I knew that was the end of my sightseeing,
Moving into cover I sat in a café,
Drinking coffee, I watched the rain.
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A Voice Unheard - Part II: Poetry
Poetry"A Voice Unheard" is an anthology of both prose and poetry covering topics related to human life and the struggles humans go through manoeuvring human relationships. It deals with issues that people don't normally feel comfortable expressing or deal...
