Sometimes I Cry…..

….real tears of sadness as I pass through the village I spent most of my childhood in. So many changes have taken place during my years of absence that, although, not unrecognisable, the village I once knew is no longer apparent. Although embarrassed by these tears, at the same time, they demonstrate that my emotions […]

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