When Rundle Mall in Adelaide was a street
I remember walking through the crowds complete
The noise and the smells of the city in those days
Are stamped on my memory and will forever stay
Holding onto my mother's hand after a bus ride through
The suburbs getting off in King William Street with shoppers too
Especially in the Summer holidays before Christmas time
Feeling quite a privilege in the shops that were dressed so fine
There was the Beehive Corner with Haigh's chocolates high
And Myers with the tinsel and decorations - happiness and sigh
But John Martins was the place to be through the toys and to see
Father Christmas in his Magic Cave with carnival and lollies you'd see
Up on the John Martins building Father Christmas stood so tall
And the Christmas Carols on the streets singing loud in their call
Being in Australia there was no snow or cold to freeze you
But sunshine and blue sky to enjoy the Seasons Greetings too.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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