Stormy clouds muster some dramatic lights,
\nS’often wet at these heights…
\nOn the moors the wind plays a bracing song,
\nOld hearts feel this; and long…
\nS’no melody but a nice enough view,<\/p>\n
It reminds me here of you…<\/p>\n
I sit and I think; looking through the rain,
\nMy mind has arrived, at this sweet refrain:<\/p>\n
You’ve given me time and plenty of tea,
\nLife is made from waves and you are the sea.
\nNow up on the hill you seem far away
\nNever not with me ‘specially today
\nIt pours down; I feel your touch on my face
\nYou are here; in my most favourite place<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Stormy clouds muster some dramatic lights, S’often wet at these heights… On the moors the wind plays a bracing song, Old hearts feel this; and long… S’no melody but a nice enough view, It reminds me here of you… I sit and I think; looking through the rain, My mind has arrived, at this sweet … Continue reading A Flask of Tea and my Raincoat<\/span>