Joan Warburton Poet Rhyme

Happy Days

GOLDEN DAYS
CHILDHOOD DAYS ARE LONG GONE
BUT THE MEMORIES LINGER ON
HAPPY TIMES, SOMETIMES SAD 
FRIENDS REMAIN, BEST WE HAD
HOPSCOTCH ON THE NEXTDOORS PATH
ENDURING THIER RAGE AND RATHE
KNOCK!  KNOCK!  GINGER. THAT WAS FUN
HIDING FROM EVERYONE’S MUM
PLAYING DOLLIES, PRAMS FROM OLD
SOME WE FILCHED, OTHERS SOLD
SKIPPING IN THE DOUBLE ROWS
STEPPING ONTO PEOPLES TOES
ELASTICS, STRUNG LIKE HUGE BALLS 
BOUNCING NOISILY ONTHE NEIGHBOURS WALLS
CARE FREE DAYS, PICNICS, WALKS
LISTENING TO MUMS ‘CAREFUL’ TALKS
OUT FROM EARLY DAWN TILL TEA
NEVER HAD TO WORRY ABOUT ‘ME’
CHILDHOOD MEMORIES WILL REMAIN
HAPPY DAYS, HAPPY GAMES.

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Sara Kendrick November 14, 2011 at 8:21 AM Enjoyed reading your work this morn..I am glad that I chose this one to read..Sara

Anne Rutherford October 30, 2011 at 6:19 AM Joan beautiful sentimental memories. Great poem !!

Dean Wood October 30, 2011 at 4:49 AM l like this. takes me back, very good. i once read a poem by a prisoner that was along the same sort of lines as this. very good poem though. dean Joan Warburton October 30, 2011 at 4:53 AM thank you it brought back memories for meof my childhood