Alnwick Castle, England
It is an awkward day of heat and sun
The beckoning autumn just begun
Causing my soul to contemplate
The enticements and all the bait
Like a prelude I know is playing
That doesn't reach where I am staying
I hearken, but too far away
Are the blissful sounds of play
I pause and ponder the time
Wishing this place could redefine
Alterations I cannot make
Indeed, removal of this stake
An unnamed spot of which I pine
There is where the weather is fine
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