I flew to the land of my birth


Green is the colour I see
From above.
Upon landing
I see me as I was.
I was quite pritty
Not so bracken.

Or as broken
As this green is.

Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-11-20 at 23:10

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PapaFahr The PoetBay support member heart!

I remember coming back from Cyprus and feeling just the same :-)

Elle x