back to Glasgow
as I walk the beaches
of the Côte d’Azur
or swim in the warmth
of the Mediterranean
my favourite of all seas
my thoughts still sometimes
surprise me by drifting
back to Glasgow
I write every day
and most stories are situated
in Medville in the here and now
but on occasion
I base a story on my early days
and my mind wanders
almost unbidden
back to Glasgow
so much of what I left behind
when I slid into exile
still lingers back there
so when I waken
in the frightened hours
and the darkness tears at me
it’s then that my heart aches
and begs that I journey
one last time
back to Glasgow
my life is part poetry
and part fiction
with only one certain truth
I never will
I never can go
back to Glasgow
anelephantcant 
I’m sorry you can’t go back to Glasgow. It’s a wonderful city that we haven’t visited for too many years. Every visit has been joyful for the art and architecture in particular but also the friendliness of the people. All the best to you. 🙂
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How lovely to see you here again, it’s been a while, my dear friend.
And please don’t fret about me, I am well and happy, and writing more – and I think better – than ever.
Big hugs and love to you and yours
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