Lancaster

~

no fanfare here

no balcony of bedecked

royals a’head a frenzied

avenue of flags,

no cheering heads,

just her distant growl

and grumble overhead,

across my friendly city

bomb doors closed, 

an old girl going 

home once more, 

job done, and I

spellbound, and all 

too late realize 

I should have stood 

to give salute

*

© Graham R Sherwood 05/25