Today, from our Spanish Terrace,
We could see no division between sky and sea.
There was, no horizon,
Only a merging of grey striped sea
And grey striped sky.
Rain was falling greyly to earth.
Our two, tall swaying palm trees
Were depressingly still,
While raindrops dripped.
As we stood and stared out
Almost imperceptibly, the sea
And sky parted, revealing
A thin dark grey line of the horizon.
The whole day remained cold,
Wet and battleship grey.
This is not what we came to Spain for.
We were escaping the cold,
Damp grey days of England!
Here in Spain, T.V., News said
“Snow in Madrid”,
English T.V., the News said
“England suffers in snow and ice”.
This morning, we played
Crazy Golf in the rain.
This afternoon, people were
Sitting, drinking beer on a
Cold, wet terrace, watching
Rain falling in the pool.
They are confident that, even
Though today is a grey day,
Tomorrow, the sun will shine.
This is, after all, the Costa del Sol,
The Coast of the Sun!
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