Small Poem I Wrote While Alone on Solo At Outward Bound

Twinkling lights in the sky at night, twinkling lights on the sea at light, bugs and insects sing all day and night, the songbirds in the morning was my delight, the ocean waves crash the rocks gently down below, birds come to visit to see what's to steal, flies buzz by and annoy you the most, the wind blows constantly through the trees up above, the lyrics "those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry, I'm setting off, but not without my muse no not without you" as you think about your other half.