Within This Old Park Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE
Within This Old Park
Within this old park
On the housing estate
The fun as a child that I had,
Waking the memories
Of times I'd forgotten
The times I was happy and glad.
It all looks familiar
Although things have changed
The picture is almost the same,
The trees have all grown
And the flats have all gone
Yet this is the place where I came.
As sunlight does shine
Over dark terraced rooftops
The silhouette shapes that I see,
The slide and the swings
And the see-saw beyond
That now is as still as can be.
Once there was laughter
And smiles in the sunshine
Here in the days long before,
Now hushed are the voices
The park so deserted
Where children don't play anymore.
The park so deserted Where children don't play anymore. ................................................... It is a pity looks the left gardens........10... Tsira
Splendid poem of memories Andrew! Memories such as these, i also recall The see-saw was my 'most favorite' ride I loved it - most of all! ! *10*! Friend Thad
What a lovely reminiscence running through this one Andrew, I could picture it all from your wonderful painting. Excellently produced. Loed it. love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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4/25/2024 10:23:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nostalgia nice to indulge in in places like the park! I also do so!