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I wrote this piece at the beginning of April and in the hope of new beginnings, leaving the past behind


And here I am out there

Enjoying the rain

Washing all the pain

Away, away

And in the distant the beach

Just out of reach

The wind swirling, curling

Round and round

The sounds

Pitter pattering

Scattering the winter away

Spring is here

And here hopefully comes the sunshine

Bringing hope

Bringing in the blooms

The glorious sunrises and sunsets

So let this be the raining month

As it brings in the next season

Summer, summer

The sand in our toes

The walking along the beaches

Searching for those elusive sea shells

That is so buried in the sands

The beaches are still desolate

With the exception of the few

Dogs jumping and leaping

Lovers walking hand in hand

Ducking and diving the waves

Churning, turning

Oh how I wish!

That I had a dish

To walk, to stroll

Along this and that beach

But I know that you are not that far out of reach

You are out there

And I am out there

It’s just a matter of time

When we’ll walk and talk

In rhyme

Summer, summer

The heat, the beat

Of distant drums

Ringing, singing in my head

The rhythm swimming

Swaying, swaying away

Oh come on summer!

Bring on this sought after love

A universal love

All my past ghosts gone

The beginning of new



Please give me the simple life

Free from all of the strife

Walk through this life

Walk through the wind and rain

Where many whispers remain

Yet they are our pasts

That never last

It’s the here and now

It’s the one day at a time

Evenings strolling and walking

In this spring rain

They’ll be washed away

Bringing in the glistening sunshine

Leaving a renewed scent

Of a new day and night

Oh and now I am going home

After this roam

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

1st April 2016

All Rights Reserved

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