When I grow up
I wish to be
Away from this place
In a home by the sea
When I grow up
I’d like a dog
To walk with me on
Beaches by fallen logs
When I grow up
I’d like to see
This world happy
Finally to believe
When I grow up
I wish to find
Happiness long searched
For my soul to bind
When I grow up
My main ambitions
Finally achieved
This my life’s mission
When I grow up
I’d like to be worry free
But sadly this the
Hardest for me to ever see
When I grow up
These things are some
Of What I wish to do
Until then I shall chase the sun
Will I ever grow up?
Who knows
Life doesn’t let me
Ever grow…
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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