mersey moonlight and shine
across the hills
to river dee,
wind whispers
in the trees and grass,
of park
and shipyard sinew,
bricks of sweat and toil,
urban sprawl,
where smugglers coins
fell to sand,
lighthouse flickers
seen by little eye,
sandstone tremors
and gentle veil of mist,
i feel home
cradled by the lake
and shivering masts
of a yachting few
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Ahh, Home indeed. I am vividly transported back to my birthplace The Wirral, Irby, Liverpool, Rivers Mersey and Dee. Cheshire in all her glory. Thankyou for this delightful, yet to me, wrenchingly homesick descriptive. Susan
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