I wonder if I will ever return
to see another sunrise.
Will I look again at the rolling hills
that have enchanted me
during my holiday,
or the small harbour
where sleeping boats lay?
Will I smell the scents
of autumn’s turning winds
or see all the creatures
Mother Nature likes to bring.
Will I one day return
to enjoy the peace and beauty of it all.
Only the future holds the answer
and it’s not prepared to tell.
26 September 2008
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I often wonder what happened to
the landscapes my childhood used to know.
Gone I’m afraid
to a growing population
and progress so they say.
Ruined is what I would say
and gone to greedy
property developers more like.
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But i do also see a naked woman who is asleep.
Who will wake her up? !
For the dream of her love is her at last,
And i am really ready to share my love with her.
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But the voice of the ghetto is like Barrington my friend.
A kiss from the dead with a rose at hand,
And like the mere examples of the birds up in the sky.You are still the one that i belong to, Zapata;And the glittering of the lights of love will,Shine on your face always.
Polytechnic education,
But 73 metres tall is the tree in the middle of them!And like the land of joy with a positive standard of education;But the global village had now affected all of us today.
Their breasts were pressed and,
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Every tongue shall tell me that you do love me so,
For you are like a special delivery that came to me!