As the sun sets to close another day
And the boats still gently sway
Hues of pinks and blues collide
And soft waves are turning with the tide
The wind blows gently, a cooling breeze
And below , the fish just swim with ease
Rising up from the sea is Howth Head
And two chimneys watch over the Dubliners, adorned in their stripes white and red
The two metre distance signposted, clearly for all to see
And the grey heron stands on his solitary rock, happy to let things just be
The Dart passes by, seats empty, a sign of the times some might say
But the sun will still rise in the morning
And the boats will still gently sway
And the boats will still gently sway.
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| http://Www.instagram.com/layla_beyondthescales Layla shares her every day thoughts and poetry on her Instagram page. She has work published in Bray Arts Journal and has read her poetry at various events. |
Love the imagery. This is myfavourite time of the day. I like the repeated last line too.