Ask me what I miss about England
I miss the daffodils and the South Downs
I miss my good friend John who would take me to see the daffodils
I miss Patrick and our long chats over a cup of tea
I miss the Worthing pebbles and the distant pier
I miss Goring and the blu cafe
I miss going to church on Sundays with my friend Helen
I miss those easy last minute lunches at my place
Nothing special on those plates
but so much gratitude, love, and and laughs
But most of all, I miss you my dear dear friend
risk taker, generous soul, good company to be with
crazy and yet firm and determined
Brilliant mind, intelligent conversation to have with
I miss not finding you anymore there waiting for me
in Worthing
in London
in Liverpool
in Manchester
in Folkestone
