Tired so tired warmth to end the afternoon running and walking and waiting and being through London’s rainy streets empty in there amazement of wonder I keep walking from west to east and seeing the banky’s and under the Barbican sky once held in such domain under grey skies walking and walking and walking seeing from north to west to east finally , ending up with no south because I am
Weary and wonder it started in the morning and carried through the afternoon seeing the sights and the people and the landscapes and the realising this is all on my doorstep amazed to wonder and ready to be in my heart and easy to come and even under the grey wet skies of rainy London there is no other place I would rather be. And the people I see and the people who ask me for help for change or food and the people whose lives depend soon these London skies I am in wonderment of your draw once held for travellers so weary in their end of journeys. For I feel that London is where I may cease to be one day but I travel to my home not far away and take a restful sleep safe assured that endless wonders have seeped into my pores of being for only being part of your magic for another day.
I Iove you London.