Daily Archives: September 27, 2015


The Loving of Liverpool Poems

I was not born, but came to life here. I didn’t grow up, but grew into me here. I didn’t go to school, but my school was here. I left, but have never left here, My heart learned to beat and my lungs to breathe here.   A thousand years, a thousand more, I’ll never walk alone through war, With echoes of the Bunnymen In...

Read More