Window View© Poem by Roann Mendriq

Look Ma! The boats have disappeared!
Now all is covered in the fog;
I cannot wait till it has cleared,
This suffocating smokey smog.

Our view is wiped out, smudged away,
Like someone's vandalised our scene;
In dirty shades of old dull grey,
without a splash of bluey green.

Time blows the gloomy fog aside,
Our lively sea springs back alive;
Brave little boats no longer hide,
Beneath the bridge, our fish survive.

How nice to see the world so clear,
As from our window, we peek and peer...
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