Like a watchful parent.
As a child every night at 10pm I could hear you.
Your voice soothing and deep, your face illuminated.
Your somber tone, lulling me to sleep.
Winchester kids awake in their dreams.
Looking outside near every view, I could see you.
Big ben has nothing on you.
You were here before I was a baby brand new.
And you will be here when I am old and my body is through.
My time in this town is nearly due.
It is with great sadness that I have to be leaving you so soon.
Through teary eyes, I will miss you.
Through my teary eyes, I am here to say thank you.