Thoughts

I've

Walked in ever-present mist,

 Amidst thatched-roofed, stone cottages, 

Between brightly painted buildings,
Beneath aged stained glass windows,

Bundled against the biting wind,

Along steep cliffs,

Around sheep, cows, 

Watched the white capped waves,

Listened to Molly Malone,

Thought of Maeve Binchy,

Wondered about ancestors, decisions, emigration,
Reflected on family, culture, loss,
Pondered the future,

Not quite ready, yet ready,

To return to real life,

To go home.