Trafalgar Square Then And Now Poem by James Tipp

Trafalgar square then and now.

This place of childhood memories, bereft of pigeons,
Cleaned and scrubbed, yet still the memories persist.
A photographic image captured, a child holding hands
Walking between young parents, memory jogged, reclaimed.
Here the fountains, lions, and scrubbed up Nelson,
Then London was home, my city, bombed, bruised, and battered
But this was home the cockney kid, now sixty five years on
I return as a tourist, a visitor, stand with my soul mate,
Enjoy the moment, now our city, were love was found
Captured spoken of realised, so past and present combine
A special day we share together, Trafalgar square then and now.

(c) J Tipp