January 10, 2022

 

 

She’d sit against the wall

with Nebuchadnezzar –

a stray dog, that

her Dad had found.

 

And Lassie from

the corner house,

also joined them,

on her daily pound.

 

‘That daughter needs

a dog of her own’.

said Joe, as his clogs

clattered down the street.

 

‘She shouldn’t be sat

on the pavement alone’,

‘I’m tellin thee,

it just ain’t reet’.

 

And marbles rolled

down mucky grids,

and hopscotch went

out of fashion.

 

And she was expelled

from the Girl Guides,

when boys became

her passion.

 

written by

Harriet Blackbury  January 2022

 

 

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