'Ode To Eve Elliott' Poem by Res John Burman

Old Causewayhead just ain't the same
I don't know who is to blame
But the street has turned to a dreary mile
Without the sunshine of your smile

Nowhere to stop for a welcome kiss
I admit it's that I truly miss
No smile lighting up my day
Now that you have gone away

No wonder Penzance is in decline
All year round it's winter time
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Perhaps I'll move out to St Just

Perhaps by bus or perhaps by car
I'll never more eat a Grizzly Bar

Copoyright © Res JFB 9th October 2012