Going Home

The train is packed - the last day of the hols -

A family returns to its estate

In Peckham, and tired children wait

Eking out time with MP3s and dolls.

South London accents swim across the aisles

Excitement tempered by the thought of school

Next week, for nobody can fool

These returnees to keep their summer smiles.

A last view of the sea, a final wave

To cows and sheep before the suburbs close

Upon them and a sudden strillness shows

They're nearly home; now they must be brave

          Till they can come to Hastings once again

          But, oh, the months of dullness until then!

Brian Hick September 2009

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