Posted: 14/10/2016 at 10:01
Traveled in early years through historic lands
Found in reality they were not so grand
Landed back in Elysian fields of green
Not arid and dangerous as where I had been
Had thoughts of going to southern continents
Green England won where I am surely content
This Nation Sun Rain Seasons and balmy clime
Is where I wish to end my time.
That Joyce is something you learn after spending years abroad as against a couple of weeks holiday, there's no place like home, they should write a song about it.
PS is still hissing it down.
Last edited: 14 October 2016 10:02:08