In this poem I take a look at the union between Scotland And England and compare it to a relationship which has run out of time and is no longer fit for purpose. I’ve given it the title Neighbours I hope you enjoy the read .
Neighbours
When we first became acquainted
love and hate came in equal measure
with hearts of fire
when we moved in
temperatures cooled
we respected each other
had boundaries and rules
On settling down
contentment brought us
to a place of togetherness
When routine came calling
habits became harder to break
we were over critical
of the smallest mistake
But when we realised
how much we’d been through
we made a decision
to remember the good times
And be neighbours
rather than flatmates
© Gayle Smith 2021
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