...this place...A beautiful city.
The foreign land which I eventually called 'home'...
The people and lilting street-songs I grew to love...
Harbors, where I'd sit watching ships sail in,
while reading, writing or composing songs...
Bus-rides, train-rides and long walks in the freezing winds...
Strolling across parks, Christmas shopping, Harold's Park
Ministry at church, choreographing dances for International Nights,
Sleepovers and DVD nights at my neighbor's house (Tamryn)
Frisbee, Scripture Union, frequent trips to Belfast and London
my friends, my spiritual family, my disciplers
my vessels of God's provision and love...
Dublin.
The foreign land which I eventually called 'home'...
The people and lilting street-songs I grew to love...
Harbors, where I'd sit watching ships sail in,
while reading, writing or composing songs...
Bus-rides, train-rides and long walks in the freezing winds...
Strolling across parks, Christmas shopping, Harold's Park
Ministry at church, choreographing dances for International Nights,
Sleepovers and DVD nights at my neighbor's house (Tamryn)
Frisbee, Scripture Union, frequent trips to Belfast and London
my friends, my spiritual family, my disciplers
my vessels of God's provision and love...
Dublin.
Will I ever set foot in that land again? Or walk along its quays?
3 comments:
i miss that place too... T.T but i've never been there before.
i miss 'that' place too but can't recall where or what place hihi...like ur posts. i'm stil stuck! maybe i can start by writing what/who i've missed in life...any advice?
Pudun!!! I linked you :)
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