Got home at quarter to two, late last night
And listened to the music that we’d made
It sounded good, but I had to keep quiet
Listening on headphones; outside, an aubade
Was in full swing: the morning birdsong played
Accompaniment as the light drew near
A short rest, then straight to work, where I stayed
Till almost six, reluctant to leave: clear
From the office window the rain was here
To stay, and drowned rat status was the plight
I faced on the way home. Slightly afraid
I ventured out into the northern air
Sufficiently soaked, shopping done, I might
Just watch TV and retire into shade
Tue 23 March
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