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Greetings from the UK..
Steve. Aka. The Old Sea Dog. 2001. ©
And..mid...Nemesis
Welcome To Sunday..
I had this Sunday's already prepared.
But the events of this week.
Make it necessary to change this weeks offering.
So here it is..Especially written for Chey D...
Time to collect belongings, in preparation to move on?.
Time to decide that this place, has exhausted your song?.
Time to commence a journey, in search of the challenge ahead?.
Time to leave home, the goodbyes having been said?.
A leaving of a place, so enriched by your presence.
A place painted colourfully, by your very essence.
A place where your personality, leaves an indelible mark.
Of your joyful songs, that compare to the skylark.
To travel life's pathway, to reach out to another side.
The sadness of your leaving, we cannot hide.
In search of an intellectual challenge, we understand.
In search of integrity, within a far off land.
You may think that, you decide to travel light.
But you carry our burden, for we understand your plight.
Your pockets are full, of our heartfelt sorrow.
But we understand the need, for a fruitful tomorrow.
Your journey will be short, for you will surely find.
The next place recognises talent, and will be kind.
Life ahead will welcome, your self imposed exile.
As they will accept your warmth, within a short while.
If you have the time, we would simply ask of you.
To remember us folks, and smile when you are blue.
Write to us about your journey, no matter how long.
Always remember this place, for it is where you belong.
There is only one way to say.
"I Love You"..
But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate..
An Original Created By "This Steve"..