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Bristol
Contributed by
korax
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Tuesday, 9th May 2006 @ 05:26:09 PM in AEST
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dedicatedpoems
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A walk down cold grey Clifton Reminissing of days gone by The warmth of Summer Makes me wonder why Home is where the heart is Or Where we lay our hat It's in my blood, engraved on my heart This much I know that
From wet springs in the city To bright nights on the downs The cold harsh autumn winds that blow The winter snow surrounds the towns
Four seasons that I admit I forgot how just they feel Though I'm thosands of miles away I have not lost the appeal A proper pint of beer, Western Country bliss A pirate man or Robin fan, another promotion miss The Mall so new and Broadmead old Yet it caters for us all If buildings could yell I would hark your beckon call
Foriegn places lured me Amazing places I have seen Yet I long for home on days like these For that Bristol Country green So no matter where you are today Put a smile upon your face As New York, Sydney or LA Can ever take it'splace
So Bristol I raise my glass to you My life you have given me A photo gallery in my head My timeless memory
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Re: Bristol
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 1st March 2008 @ 10:47:21 AM AEST (User
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his is a really lovely poem. You must obviously love this place very much! Good Job! |
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