Sitting on a bollard
by the harbour wall
that old seagull
staring at me
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Your thoughts are very nicely translated into a lovely poem. When ever I see a rainbow, I believe it is my dad paying me a visit. :) Gyp's
Great write Peter, starting serious and then ending with humour, Nicely written this one. Enjoyed it. Love Ernestine XXX
You speak of seagulls, I speak of 'a swallow, or a dropp in the sea / a floating cloud, or a leaf on a tree' ('The Sign') . We do have affinities. Bless You.