Our Turkish Home
From our street with church and spire
We leave our home in Lancashire
To reach our Turkish hideaway
Manchester airport is the gateway
Five hours later we touch down
Faces around us olive brown
Forty minutes we travel by car
The block is in view here we are
Key in the lock opens the door
As we have done many times before
Marble floors polished and cool
Shorts on and lay by the pool
No unpacking to be done
Six glorious months just begun
Beer from the fridge cold as ice
I get used to this, it’s rather nice
Sunday bazaar bartering prices
Everything bought right down to spices
Go to the beach a swim in the sea
We love our Turkish home you see
Copyright © Alex McEwan
