Nov 25, 2016

here l was apprenticed

Here l was apprenticed into a trade, but the most teaching received was being apprenticed into life. Learning from a survivor of Russian concentration camp.
Here was teenager working for old man who gave me a trade,friendship, some wisdom.
Things still take with me now as this guy pilgrims.
Sure did not know what was ahead tears,
failed relationships,
Joys, cups of tea, great walks, fantastic friends.
Joy unlimited,
heartache like most others.
 All happened in Hull, 'one letter from Hell'.

Wish you was here
its Paradise
 weathers warm
 l say hello
wish l could touch your face.




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Busker sings songs Tom Waite would sounded better mumbling.

 Retreated to the hermitage of Yorkshire coast far north as we can get. Sat few cafes drinking but observing older folk in general chatting....

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"