Westering Home In The Mist

Gulls fly over every evening heading west. I wonder where they go to roost? 

Been singing Westering Home since it popped into my head. We used to sing lots of folk songs at Junior school.

Westering home and a song in the air
Light in the eye and its goodbye to care
Laughter o' love and a welcoming there

Isle o' my heart my own one