Oh for big skies and
soaring mountains
Stretching to the stars
and beyond
And for endless seas
that whisper of adventure
The white horses snatching
them away
Of a small harbour town
in the West
Its music and people its
beating heart
And a dream to be
something better
To still the roaring
in this soul
Oh for it to be
so
To let this spirit be
at peace once more
Posted in: Poetry
Posted on Aug 23, 2014
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