poem by: Frank Byrne/Hornby..
Written on Jan 21, 2018

"Way back in the 50's, only farmlands of pasture, and corn,
then along came the planners, and builders, suddenly Kirkby, a Newtown was born.
Scousers relocated in their thousands, to live in a brand new abode.
On buses, and old trams, they all joined the Exodus down the East Lanc's road.
Young families now had a real pride in having their own front door,
due to Liverpools heavy destruction, during the Blitz of the 2nd World war.
I grew up happy in Southdene Kirkby, on a tough, proud council estate,
along with other "football daft" young scousers, to me Kirkby will always be great!


Tags: Happy, Love, Rhyme, Inspirational, Imagery,

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Christopher Russon commented on Jan 21, 2018 at 5:22pm
Wow I like this poem as I do your other poems.i love poems about towns Housing estates .Nicely written Frank.
Ari J commented on Jan 22, 2018 at 10:09am


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