Home town
There lies the sea, the rivers, the trees, the sand.
Here I lie in a hammock above the grassy land.
My mam shouts for me as I drift and swing -
And try not to sleep as the chickens sing.
To my home town-
thankyou.
I speak the truth.
I am so grateful to you
through and through.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 4:56 AM UTC
Home town
There lies the sea, the rivers, the trees, the sand.
Here I lie in a hammock above the grassy land.
My mam shouts for me as I drift and swing -
And try not to sleep as the chickens sing.
To my home town-
thankyou.
I speak the truth.
I am so grateful to you
through and through.
Just a simple and short poem to get my brain ticking
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