kefalonia dreaming
all the bins were out
skies had turned to charcoal grey
as I grabbed my coat
walking in the rain
my mind on fiscardo bay
where its warm and dry
couldn't help dreaming
of hot grecian sun in may
on recycling day
Copyright © Martin Challender | Year Posted 2024
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