Down At The Quayside
Down at the quayside
Heading to a pier
Surges of ongoing tide
Bob the fishing gear
Seagulls flying low, descend
On the rails of pier
This road has come to an end
So the end came near
What about the next step
Is the font too small?
Or a bit too wide the gap
To forget it all?
Don’t know how to answer that
So I better stay
Wait until the light turns flat
Shadowing my way.
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