My Homie And Me

I grew up living in the countryside an only child, adopted and on my own it's something I've never regretted at all looking back now like a river with one stone I found I could cope with myself having a stammer people was not my thing so I found ways to spend my time a lover of football it became my wedding ring Across from our backyard was a field 'The Honie' was its name, there I did play on my own, a football and me my all many an hour spent no matter wet or grey The grass never got cut but I kept it down with my ball, me and team imagination doing everything a team does as one win and lose but never got relegation I did love 'My Homie' a place to spend many an hour so many memories to call upon drawing them from above like a shower (This is written about my favourite place in my childhood and the memories it has for me. Football - means soccer as we play it in the UK.)