Barn owls like spirits glide in the soft evening
Over the fields winding down to L'Eree
Mem'ries of Guernsey that won't go away
Golden gorse glowing on cliffs in the springtime
Wave rippled sand on a warm summer day
Scenes of my childhood that won't fade away
Big, bright moon shining on pale, fragrant hedgerows
Rolling home late from a big summer show
Down ferny lanes only Guernsey folks know
Snug in the cottage on wild winter evenings
Wind-blown white spume blows and knocks on my door
As it was, as it is, and will be evermore
Wherever I die, if I'm far from my homeland
I'll sleep forever in sweet days of youth
When each day was sunshine and each word was truth
Tony Gardner
