by Martina Swift
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is in picturesque Tewin.
Host to cyclists and walkers.
Residents wave in greeting
And ask after you and yours.
For the sheer joy that is
Village life, it's welcoming in adorable Tewin.
Quaint fêtes and tweets
Maybe a little gossiping
And yet peaceful and harmonious.
Bury me where my heart is
St Peter’s that is, on the hill in green Tewin.
Many wandering years
Monrovia, Accra, Peking, Benin, Geneva, Belgium to Seaford’s shores
Tewin is where my heart is, my home.
© Copyright Martina Swift - THACS Writers Online 2020
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