It’s the little things I miss

The end of another dayA chance to reminisceAbout the things I long forIt’s little things I miss Standing on the platformWhilst waiting for my trainFamiliar commutersIn sunshine, wind and rain Alighting at the stationWhen the campus comes aliveWalking to the Med School‘Cross the road on Vincent Drive Catching-up with colleaguesMany now are friendsHearing all theContinue reading “It’s the little things I miss”