Living Amongst Kings Poem by Mark Heathcote
Living Amongst Kings
Don't abandon my heart.
It fits yours, hand in glove.
I'll persist in my love
I'll leave this dry port
when an alarm bell rings
in a storm, high wave's rise
in hallowed halls the size
of a crag, a whelk clings-
fast, living amongst kings.
I'll stick with what life brings.
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