Windrush Generation memories
In ’55, a promise, so brave and bold,Dad sailed to England, stories yet untold. Leaving behind his partner and kids so small,With a dream to reunite them, once and for all In ’62, a plane ride, oh so high,Sick we three were, up in that sky. Dad met us at Gatwick, a tear in his […]
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