Sep 9, 2017

Its a Saturday in a northern town,

Its a Saturday in a northern town,
on a blustery windy day.
Very autumnal today, pretty Sharpe yet it still only September.
Winter a long way off Cursed myself now.
walks today already done some shopping and washed sons sleeping bag.
while he sleeps.
Decided today to see how long he can sleep for...well its Saturday
do not feel like writing a document.
Or even reading a book,
love listening to vinyl on a Saturday up north.
Disappointed after gut wrenching display yesterday by my home town team in the football.

Its Saturday up North

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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"