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Wild Nature's Band


Gunmetal grey the waters
Beneath the lowering sky
Ripples 'cross the surface
As serried flags stiff fly
Above the lake deserted
The swimmers most abed
Heeding all the warnings
Of rain and gales ahead
Singing masthead rigging
On yachts beached on the land
Wind the unseen piper
That leads wild nature's band.

Marine Lake, June 28, 20.jpg
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