Journey 3

The sight of home cheers me up
After the heartache of this week:
Another field I must now seek
To till, and plough, and harvest up

Journey 2

Closing a chapter / is opening another
Raising a question for our earlier answer
How I got here? Why I did or didn't bother?
What's the way back? Is it all over?

The soothing sight of Manchester does calm
my troubled heart's a-rythmic beat:
Who would have thought I'd find my balm
in its well-known, rain-sodden streets?

Journey 1

I've got a scar to heal
Skin to harden
Seeds of Spring to put into my garden
and a need to conceal
The ravages of winter on the landscape