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Blue Sun

Blue Sun

We come in like the rain
Splashing over stones
On our holiday
Dreaming far from home

Wanting to taste something
We can’t have everyday
Wanting to feel something
To carry us away

Itinerant explorers
Homeless shoppers
Cheeses with holes
Heads full of images

Tiny dreams 
Flutter then escape
Under a blue sun
Between drops of rain

You remind me of so many people
Looking for something beautiful
I don’t understand other people 
Walking through the rain

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Comments

<Deleted User> (18980)

Tue 3rd Apr 2018 18:50

I cycled through the rain today...had no choice as I was caught out. No probs...I didn't melt.

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