Sunday, April 07, 2019

Raised

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I get up, I look outside

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outside is still there.

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But what are these?

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What do you mean Alan left them there?

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And thus Zoe brings out breakfast.

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John comes round with the cement mixer.

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I stare at the flowers.

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John turns on the cement mixer. I stare at the flowers.

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The cement is mixed, the first floor of the frame laid.

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Then several more.

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and before you know it.

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We have reached the top level.

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Yes learning incase I ever do one back home.

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Sturdy as a rock.

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I go and watch from a distance.

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I could do with an Alan.

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He’s good at that.

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What is he thinking?

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Perhaps he is missing my company?

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It is time to leave though

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It is time to say goodbye.

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But when I arrive home, there is something else to think about, well just for a short while.

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