november rain

Mediterranean beach by c e ayr

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november rain

I hear Axel Rose sing
and I think of home
because
during these times
of curfews
and other restrictions
Scotland is further away
than ever before

I walk on Mediterranean beaches
with the sun on my face
and my heart is sore

I never thought to miss
cold November rain

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