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PublicTransport PoeTry – #12

***** LEAVING MY ROOTS BEHIND (Cas Meadowfield) My bags are packed and by the door. Hugs that put a lump in my throat, Good-byes, till I can stand no more, So I hurry to put on my coat. A familiar … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #8

***** The Lion Who Came To Tea (Cas Meadowfield) This is a tale about reality not fantasy For a lion came to my home for tea He travelled north by rail, While he manicured his nails We asked him about … Continue reading

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #3

***** Snow (Cas Meadowfield) Warm coat, buttoned up to my chin, Feet pushed into Wellington boots, Woolly hat pulled down over my ears, At last I’m allowed out into a white World to play in winter’s gift ¾snow That still … Continue reading

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