Jun 19 2008
Lingering memories
Lingering Memories
In my youth, before my teens
My fondest dream was
Leave Home
To sail the briny sea.
I pictured landing on foreign shores
Meeting new people
Who spoke a language?
Unlike ours.
Explore their land
See new things
Eat their food
And hear them sing.
Coming of age I got my wish
But not in the manor I dreamt
Our nation was pulled
Into a war not meant.
The [...]
