Almost There

Rolling hills and abandoned mills,

derelict, decrepit buildings,

rain racing down the unwashed windows,

Almost there.

 

Kindles glaring at their readers,

trees dancing and waving in the wind,

cars wizzing past, headlights a blur,

Almost there.

 

A dark blanket fast approaching,

children called in for tea time,

decorated grave stones, majestic church squires,

clock strikes nine – almost there. 

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