Grey Britain


You know…
Sometimes I miss England and its eccentric swagger
Its throbbing rhythms and miserable weather
The touch of its icy winter fingers on my trembling numb cheeks
Or the sun that’s never there on wet summer weeks

Then again, those times come rare
Other times, I’m here….
Living like I was never there….
Like it never cradled my heart…..

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