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So that's it then, they're all off back to school

And we can settle down to quieter days

Where the slight chill is not enough to fool

Us into thinking that autumn's gentle ways

Will all too soon give way to winter nights.

Returning to Southend, the Saga tours

Are in full flood and wind-blown fairy lights

Along the Winter Gardens promise cures

For summer doldrums and the ills that come

Too quickly with the passing of the years.

But even here the rain drowns out the sun

Cutting off an evening without tears.

            How swift the span from school to Saga coach

            Even if we're deaf to death's approach.

Brian Hick September 2011

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