Home Ward Thoughts

Homeward Thoughts When I see the white jet stream of an air carrier high up on the blue sky that wholly cloud, like a grazing flock of sheep I think of the country up North, I left so many years ago was I right leaving? A question that remains unanswered. A chasm of time has gone like the mist of Saragossa Sea, mysterious and frightening. A land that only exists in my mind, should I go there, I would be in dreams I was young and life had many promises. That was before death ravaged us and took those I loved. No, I think I will be in Portugal a little longer.