A Love of Walberswick - Part II

A Love of Walberswick - Part II

The winter sky, with countless stars

Muffled sounds of crashing sea

Standing still on the Green

Distant memories come to me

 

The darkness insulates and holds me

The coldness helps me think

It takes me to another life

But there is one enduring link

 

I’ve been to many places and

I’ve lived in quite a few

I’ve never lived in Walberswick

But it’s the place I come back to

 

The windmill and the marshes

The flood of fifty-three

The tide meets the allotments

Dangerous swimming in the sea

 

Mrs Reynolds had a gift shop

Smiled and gave a book to me

My Nan took me up the hoist

Hot chestnuts for our tea

 

My DNA is in the graveyard

My name is on the stones

The families mostly gone now

Leaving just some ancient bones

 

It’s the place where I was started

A constant that has been true

I’ve never lived in Walberswick

But it’s the place I come back to

JRE March 2016

By John English on March 9th, 2016

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