Gibraltar Farm Sunset

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Gibraltar Farm Sunset


The rock is crawling with the little critters

Hide and seeking, King of the castle beating

All around not seeing,

The rays of the exploding Sun

Beaconing over swallow kissed meadow grass

Tripping the light fantastic, midge,

Gulped, gorged fuelling

Moments lost and watched recorded


J.Burnley. June 25th 2010