The Train to Nostalgia

I took the train to nostalgia

calling in on the Cape along the way.

I indulged in the journey

of pretending I’d been there just

the other day, peering out of

an old carriage window as

we wound down to the valley

below, the vineyards appearing

as sparkling bunches of hanepoot

far out of reach…

 

 

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