Leaving the Love I've found. Sense of closeness. Touched by another's beauty. All getting left behind.
Cafes and cappuccino bars, pizzeria at sensible prices. Leaving old acquaintance coming to think of as friends.
Leaving the chaos of overcrowded buses. Wild sea storms, rolling ferry journeys. Seaweed swept promenade. Corrupt Government practices, cheap third world labour.
With tender God favoured journey blessings.
Arriving tired frustrated bit worn out.
Arriving at place called my home.
Arriving where for a long while not felt l belong.
Arrived after cars Planes, Buses get me home.
Take with me hope. Fresh possibilities Someone really sad to leave.
You see memories don't leave like people do.They always stay with you.
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