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Jun 2017
Walking in a certain way.

The birds aren't singing today
It's raining so kids stay in instead of going out to play
I walk up town and see there's nothing to see but alley ways
I sit on a bench in the gardens so pretty in all colours but they are crying for sunshine I would say
I walk over a bridge far from home and stop to watch as the water runs never stays
Something amongst the trees watches me and I start to pray
Alone in a forest I shouted hey
He ran like the water from the brook gone astray on this rainy day
Water trickles down my back and I shiver and think of home but it sounds very grey
I always walk by the nurses quarters to see if I can glimpse the nurse with the long red hair and then I walk away always dismay
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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