The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

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Salford, 20th December

She walked though the Christmas market

Still wearing the Christmas cracker ring

Some lad from her past gave her

Sentimentality ? Perhaps, but then

Something told her, one day they’d meet again

Solitude, the vehicle that drove her to

See her sweetheart under the town hall clock,

Stars meeting up when eye met eye

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