The shops have changed.

Oh, they’re still there,

but what was a greengrocers

is now a mobile phone store,

the newsagents has morphed

into a takeaway,

and grass we used to play on

is now concreted for parking.


Where I rode my bicycle

with such freedom,

the road has shrunk,

with cars parked

nose to tail on both sides.

In my memory,

there were seven cars

on the whole street.


I hardly recognise the houses;

they are forty years smaller.

NaPoWriMo Day 7

◄ My Souvenirs

Every Day? ►


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