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Fairlight
| by Kathy McKay Sinclair |
| Written in response to our quarterly challenge, in this case being to write something on a "local" theme. |
Fairlight, a lovely village with a smiling face.
Filled with friends who listen, a companionable place. A place where you can wander or can roam. I am pleased to call Fairlight my home. If a million pounds should find its way to my purse, I could fly away to anywhere on this earth, I might have a holiday on some exotic shore, Then hurry back to Fairlight I am sure. To friends and warmth of every cheerful grin, Making merry in this delightful place is no sin. I dreamed last night of Firehills; in the arms of Gregory Peck. When I woke up this morning, all I had was a pain in the neck. © Kathy McKay Sinclair, October 2013 |
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