Billowing clouds weep and sail,
Above that London street.
Engines sizzle, lanterns fizzle,
Raindrops at my feet.It’s ten to four, all aboard,
I climb that mammoth contraption.
Lights flare, whistles blare,
Pipe and paper for distraction.© Sayer Teller
beautiful expression !!!!!
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