THE rising sun paints the horizon gold
As well as the placid water of the Bay
On this winter morning cloudless and cold
So peaceful here this early in the day.
There’s frost on the boardwalk of Mermaid Quay
White as the Norwegian Church which I view
And I feel my spirit has been set free
As seagulls glide in a sky of deep blue.
It’s one of those strange days now Christmas has gone
When decorations look a little sad,
A woman walks a dog with its coat on
As I recall many Christmas Day’s I’ve had.
A duck dives into the icy depths,
The Barrage and Penarth before my eyes
And that’s where I stroll with ghostly breath
Watching the mighty sun languidly rising.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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