‘SW6’ – Poetic treatment

The build up of excitement had been there for an age

Just quite how excited I am is difficult to guage.

My Dad, a spur, in awe at the lavish structure dominating the Fuham road sky line.

I wouldn’t exchange this experience for any other in my lifetime.

The streets awash with royal blue, as we march proudly toward my second home.

I look up, marvel at what is to me, an elaborate fortress. Stamford Bridge, Chelsea

football club is after all, all I’ve ever known.

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