Memories
Making up dance routines to the top twenty,
every Sunday evening with laughs a plenty
dragging mum up to dance,with her all a fluster
trying to show her our steps to songs like "Blockbuster"
and us all singing "I cant let Maggie go"forgetting most of the
words,
volume high on the radio
pulling faces,silly voices laughing and joking
and do you remember Players no 10 that mum was always
smoking?
the fighting ceased between us all,just for a little while
our groovy clothes that we once wore,now thats what I call style!
cream soda,sweets on a Friday night,watching tales of the unexpected,giving us
all a fright
breakaway biscuits,beans on toast,chicken and rice,mums Sunday roasts!
skating down Tudor ave from the very top,jacks cartwheels and hopscotch
some of the games we use to play,having our lovely grandad coming to stay
those were the days that still make me smile,the feeling of togetherness,being a
real family for a while,
looking out of mums bedroom window,on a firework night,marvelling at the
colours,how they shone so bright
memories of mine that I hope you remember too
because my two beautiful sisters,I truly do love you..
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