MEMORIES

poem by: Darryl Ashton
Written on Sep 07, 2017

I remember well, when I
was a boy,
Some of the bad times,
and all the joy.
All school dinners and
potatoes and pommes,
Anderson shelters and
the bombs.


Come home on the Tube,
there to alight,
Step over the bodies 
there for the night.
Patches in trousers, in
some shade of grey,
Papers to deliver to get
some pay.


Half of milk and malt on
a stick,
I had an old bike to get
around quick.
Home from the park, 
all covered in dirt,
I'd be in trouble, that's
a cert.


Toilet paper hung on a
hook,
Any old paper or any
old book!
Off to the seaside once
again,
Dad works for the rail,
so we go by train.


Saturday pictures in 
the morning at ten,
We sing the song, all
over again.
Boos and hoorays, ice
cream and a drink,
That's Saturday morning
at the rink.


But these are just
memories now I store,
Happy childhood days - 
I so did adore.
Sadly I'm grown and
I must live on,
But I always think 
back to the days in
the sun.


BY
DARRYL ASHTON






 

Tags: Happy, Humor,

 

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