When I hear of the cricket matches
On those Sunday mornings
I wish I could be there.
When I hear of the martini sessions
On those top-shelf Tuesdays
I wish I could be there.
When I hear of cramming for finals
On those nights in the FAC
I wish I could be there.
When my friends are angry at me
On those issues of yesteryear
I wish I could be there.
When my brothers miss me so much
And I miss them so much more
I wish I could be there.
When my heart aches to think
Of those memories good and bad
I wish I could be there.
When I call and hear the voices
Of those who helped me find myself
I wish I could be there.
When I don't miss my second home
When I'd rather be all alone
I...still wish I could be there.
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You write well. Well enough to call yourself a writer.
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