View
I stop here often and think of you
We could say its just another view
But you always liked the ordinary
Something that was familiar
Gave you a particular comfort
It didn’t have to be new
You loved stopping by the wayside
I think it was your way of saying
Please just forgive me
For what I am about to do
How many of us have left our heart's by the wayside? Sometimes we just need to pause for a while. Wayside's and hedgerows hoard emotions just like anywhere else.
This view is to be seen on the way to Wilmington in East Sussex, UK. And I have stopped here often.
To see more of my images and poetry have a look at my website:
View
I stop here often and think of you
We could say its just another view
But you always liked the ordinary
Something that was familiar
Gave you a particular comfort
It didn’t have to be new
You loved stopping by the wayside
I think it was your way of saying
Please just forgive me
For what I am about to do
How many of us have left our heart's by the wayside? Sometimes we just need to pause for a while. Wayside's and hedgerows hoard emotions just like anywhere else.
This view is to be seen on the way to Wilmington in East Sussex, UK. And I have stopped here often.
To see more of my images and poetry have a look at my website: