Poetry by Jeff Green

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Contrasts

by cricketjeff on June 17, 2011.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

We almost thought that rain had gone away
But now we find that it’s been reinvented
The dreary wet and cold is here to say
Since I got home it’s driven me demented

In Egypt it is always hot and dry
A life like that could soon be dull and boring
But for a week it must be worth a try
And truth to tell I’d do a little moring

The drip and drop and pitter pat goes on
No silent spells no peaceful intermission
From desert scenes where day-long suns were shone
To London where the rain seeks no permission

But wet or dry here’s where I want to be
If I could only have you next to me

Author notes

Back in soggy wet London after 5 days in Cairo, it’s bleedin’ great

Cricket on the telly (till rain stopped play) and tea when I want it.
But really, non-stop rain? WHY???