I love to walk at twilight
When gulls no longer screech,
Feeling the sand between my toes
As waves assault the beach.
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As sunshine filters through the trees
Like shards of crystal glass
I look towards the heavens
Barefoot on new mown grass
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My dressing table’s laden with oily balms and ointments
Serums, anti-wrinkle creams, emulsions and emollients
There’s everything to smooth my skin and wipe away the years
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Dear Lord the nation’s weeping
For a baby so abused
Who suffered so appallingly
For this I am confused
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As I lay my head to dream
On a pillow soft
I think of you and only you
As I do so oft
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I love to catch a train............I do
Friends say, where you going Lu?
I think I’ll board the ten fifteen
And sit upon the velveteen
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Sitting on my lounger
On the sunny patio
Drowsily relaxing
Listening to the radio.
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I’d love to meet Toulouse-Lautrec
From the nineteenth century
Taking his hand in mine
To places quite unsavoury
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Santa in his suit of red
Holding forth a toy
In his Christmas grotto
To a child wild eyed with joy
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Come sit, it’s time for fairytales
From this my book of rhyme,
I’ll take you to a land of dreams
Where clocks don’t tell the time.
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