...was as lovely and delightful as the evening before.
and I wish you could have been there.
to fall into the sweet scented bed and drift off
listening to soft chatter and laughter
of those still up and celebrating below.
and wake early on to the rumble of a train
and fragrance of cakes baking in the cafe downstairs.
to notice the eastern sky growing lighter
reflecting off the strait just outside the window.
and laying there in the warmth of a new day
to feel that all was well and right.
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