Across the great pond

Our brothers in arms struggle

With decision’s pain.

Their new reality looms

On an island all alone.

I don’t envy them,

In this turbulent hour,

The uncertainty

As reality sets in.

Promises can be fiction,

Unattainable

As proponents show

Just a day after.

Perhaps thoughts were not thought through

And the fallout considered.

But now it’s too late,

The ballots have been cast and

The results tallied.

Leaving is the decision

And there is no turning back.

What have you been through,

I would never claim to know.

Your lives are your own

Things are changing, less defined.

Leaving the past…difficult.

This is a big world

Where borders sometimes get blurred

And life chaotic.

None-the-less I wish the best

To our friends in the U.K.

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~