Charlie Tower's Poem Poem by bobby beddoe

when I was a just a little girl
I used to watch the big kids whirl
round and round to songs so sweet
Nimble kids, fast on their feet.

The golden ball would spin and shine
casting rainbows to the time
of dancing girls and handsome boys
who came to share the fun and joys

Saturdays and evenings too
meant golden days I spent with you
'those golden days before they end
whispered secrets to the wind'

ashen silence fills that space
that once was our special place
childlike tears now fall like rain
for the sight that fills my heart with pain

Longing for those golden days
when all we did was laugh and play
Never even stopped to think
there'd be an end to the skating rink.