Come in, come in! Why dont you stop for a while? There's plenty of beans on toast for everybody!

So yeah, pretty much.

Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Pretty much.

Surprise! Bet you didnt see a poem coming your way did you? no sirree.


Liquid Fire

The crimson sunset above

The magical horizon orange and purple
Setting fire to the sea
The warm golden soft sand
The crisp colour and rhythmic sounds
The birds swiftly on the ocean
Setting movement to the sea
The people counting down
As the night sky slowly takes over
The beauty of the Sunset
The soothing crimson sun
Being kidnapped by the moon

Summer Autumn Winter Spring
It gives the same effect
And no matter how hard you try
Your mind can not be taken away
By such glamour

All day your waiting for it
It's the time when you relax
And all of your worries swept away
It's the magic of the Sunset



The Olympic Torch xx

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