The Grand Union Canal, its rippling waters desolate and forlorn,
6 and a half miles Wembley to Paddington,
The misty grey January skies greeted me one Sunday morn.
Canal boats cruised the waters in their splendour,
Ramblers and walkers on a voyage of discovery,
Grand Union Canal - almost mystical in Winter an incredible sight to remember.
As I walked refuge and peace I found that was all my own,
Ducks, birds and canal wildlife surrounded me with their divine beauty,
6 and a half miles, Paddington I reached, refreshed and uplifted by the Grand Union Canal, I walked all the way home.