Visiting home …

Grand River


Old grey mists fleeting past               

We were summer’s children               

With warm grandparents in winter                

We were together only yesterday          


Forests and playfields gone               

28 empty theatres                               

Quiet houses, lonely streets               

They were real only yesterday           


New faces and buildings

My children now laughing                 

Grandparents hugging smiles 

Time flowing on like yesterday.


By Christ Ranger

God is great!

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