Sixpence a tooth, a penny for seeds, pigeons at Trafalgar Square hungry to feed off my shoulder, I thought Nelson was a brave soldier, Walking along the Embankment in a Sailor hat, salute H.M.S. Belfast and Naval Crew part, family trip on the Greenwich ferry, excited to depart, Battersea Fun Fair, eyes at the Big Dipper we’d hide, Carousel Horses on a circular ride, Houses of Parliament, Big Ben what a clock, Little Ben on the corner gave us all such a shock, the monument stairs were too far to climb, St Paul’s to the roof, with holes to the top, I would cry, it was high, on other occasions we see the pictures in Leicester Square, sometimes a Wimpy we’d have a Burger and A milkshake, Dad would pull out his hair and jump and stare, the cost was such, he’d tell us how much, then rant and rave, scare us to behave, what treasured memories to have from a child, sometimes wild and sometimes mild, my father has been gone for many a year, I wish that I had time with him again, just one more year, I’d watch him jump on the spot, red in the face and rather hot!.generous to a fault, love from the top
Tuesday, 27 April 2021
Memories of my Dad
I write as an escape as the world can be hard, I find it so sad that people suffer in many ways, and exclude no excuse for greediness or bullying. if one person can read my nonsense in there own personal way and find relief from struggles then that is all I ask. please feel free
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