Oh! England I'm coming home I was removed from my country to a place far away. Oh! what a beautiful land,with oppourtunities to expand. She's lovely like you with numerous events to nuture the soul. This location is America.
I love America! she built strength in me uncovering many secretive truths reguarding my identity. Oh! what a place. America you infuse my heart with love.
England your my ancestry ,so now I reinstate my british birthright. Oh! England I'm coming home. The thoughts of you brings tears of felicity, warmth and love extending from every fiber of my exsistence.
I desire a afternoon tea or sharing a teatime story with Lady Edna or perhaps a drive to a country cottage. Then strolling through a lavendar garden,inhailing the freshness of love. Oh! England I'm coming home.
I hear the winds resound, whispering she's almost here. There is ecohing sounds of birds singing praises to God stating. "Dear Lord your british child has responded to the call," Oh! England love has come home.
Mariann Klimczuk
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I wish you very well in going back to your birthright. We all deserve to live where we feel at home, and alive.
I could smell the lavender gardens, feel the wind in my hair driving down a country road, I could see myself having a Devonshire tea, and talking about the queen. I could actually see the little country cottages that dots the English landscape. That is how bright, and visible your images in this poem are. Thank you for sharing. Happy New Year to you and yours Mariann.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie
A new friend,
Linda
I could understand how you feel concerning your country.
Lovely devotions and emotions, hope you have enjoyed your England thus far.
Continued blessings and enlightenments to you,
~Gwendolyn