Going Away From Home.

I will soon be sadly departing away from home
to see many places, faces, Paris maybe even Rome
the age of sweet 16... I`ll be tearfully all alone
marching to the Royal Navy...nervously on my own

When it finally come`s down to that madness of a day
will I have second thought`s...of will i go or will i stay
going away isn`t as simple as it`s sounds
not so many high`s, plenty of miserable downs

But
Unfortunately,
Everybody has to leave home at some kind of stage
make a fresh start...turn to a eventful, different page.

poem by Ricky Owen
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