Place of dreams

The cover of the book said: “England: Place of dreams.” It sat on the bench, amongst an organised mess. There were cigarette butts lying on the ground - 6 of them, all in a line. 5 bottle caps strung round a piece of old thread. 2 plastics bags tied to the wooden bench legs. A torn woolen blanket folded by a cardboard bed. A scratched metal tin, with paper aeroplanes in. And a note poked out between the book pages, with child’s writing scrawled in pencil lead. This is what it read: “Daddy, these planes are for you. Come back soon.”