And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;

Loch Ardnahoe Islay

Peace & Quiet

Rarely leaving the North, I like moors & lakes. 

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I live among the houses,  I don’t know how I got here

And there is no way back;

On the road I took a turn, along a single track

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