Aug 23, 2012

4 o`clock in the morning

Above us the helicopter chases some ?
the noise and light being shown down Has woken myself up
l go make  a cup of tea
The wonder cure a good cup of tea
Finally as am awake l walk to the cliff edge

Watch the sun coming up to greet the day

head off home around 5 in the morning the helicopters gone
Quiet
NOT peaceful
it getting a bit lighter

my day has began

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"