Popcorn sweet and butter toffee
Costing more than a gallon of coffee
Whatever happened to the penny chew?
We used to share between me and you?
A kiss or two on the back row
Would give our cheeks a rosy glow
But now before we even get in
We’ve nothing left, bereft and skint!
Ah cheers Kieth, don’t know where all the years have gone, but in many ways it’s so, so different now and you worry for your grandchildren and their future children. Many thanks
Fred
Fred,
you have excelled yourself again. A good poem with memories attached to it. Thanks
Keith
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Big Sal
Mon 6th Aug 2018 01:18
Lost memories are often the sweetest to remember.