Ahop me a shop

And the sun beats down

and occasional frown does

glance off her brow

but now she seems OK

and now she seems better;

so time it is to sit and sup 

a koffee loved 

and terraced wise …


And then … and then …

… this when the sun goes in so

firm, and no can 

one is anything 

to be done,

to be run,

to be sapped apart from

the together we

once could have been. 

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