You had the full English, bacon sausage and eggs
Devon double cream, scones with apricot preserve
London, we're in London! you spoiled yourselves.
Harrods and Buckingham Palace, Wimbledon tennis
Strawberries and cream, you had a good innings, girls!
Embankment homeless, Trafalgar square pigeons
A little touch of English melancholy there.
Took in a musical show, Phantom of the Opera,
Thank you, Sir Andrew Lloyd Weber,
we're bee-stung pre-Raphaelite London girls!
Next time, up north on the Caledonian Sleeper
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter, Waverley station Edinburgh,
Men in kilts reading Outlander - that's a keeper!
Shortbread and double whiskies at the Balmoral hotel,
a bit of a rest before the Highlands for the London girls.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.