BACK WHERE I STARTED

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

I went back
To where I started
So many years
Have flown
Deep inside
My boyish thought
To terraced street
Which was my home.

The corner shop
The bingo hall
The flaking bricks
Where we played ball
The cobbled streets
The backyard wall
We walked upon
Standing tall.

The old lady who
Complained at night
As we played
With warriors might
Imagined swords
Arrows and bows
I went back
To my old home.

 

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