In your house no one is near
There is only stillness here.
Just birds in the trees
And the gentle breeze
Blowing west from the Sea
And Sizewell B.
Hold my hand and watch the sun set,
Remember the winter day we met.
Give thanks for all we have done,
And have hope eternal for what is to come.
April 2002
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