Hockley Home Town

A little dream

That will come true
Is that I will come home to you
My home in Hockley where I belong
Where I was born
And sang my song
I went away and then returned
My family had a lovely time
We sang a rhyme
Some days were sad
And some were mad
 But we sang a tune
And had life
Some strife
I fled in pain
But realise again
It is my home
Where I belong
To end my days
With my final song

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at https://rosypoems.com

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