It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
Though I say we’re together not apart
No matter where we are, I’d best admit
Physically here’s more glorious...
Even the dull eternal afternoon
Lit dustily by sun on the Eastern side
Of dear old Mafeking gleams...
