David Chadwick

Home again

I was transplanted before I was aware

Grew up in another hemisphere

As far away as I could be

From these stone walls

And warm summer fields

Yet I am at home here

Beside the old canal

Walking between villages

I have known all my life

Picking blackberries

Watching long boats glide by

Looking up to see the church spire

Above the tall trees

Wandering back up Camp Road

As the sun sets