Coming Home, Baby, Now Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
Coming Home, Baby, Now
6.30 Monday morn.
Holiday nearly gorn.
It's been OK
In starts and fits.
Had bad bits,
Some good,
Some funny food,
Some sweet,
Bin hot with sweat,
Hot with wet.
The sun and rain......Oh!
Soon to be home again
To the cold
And comfort.
Normal lives
And loves
Again to court.
Again, welcome back, baby..... Shame about the snow and ice. But there are warm compensations here. Mmmm... Fran xxx
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5/5/2024 8:43:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Baby come home sounds like someone is missing some one.Sweet