I Came To Stroll Down Memory Lane

a poem by Keith Lumbard, UK

I came to stroll down memory lane,
To reminisce my youth again,
Years ago this town was home,
These the streets I used to roam,
Alleyways to courtyard squares,
Bollards placed and concrete stairs,
Garage blocks with parking space,
Scattered all around this place,
Roads off roads like veins widespread,
To named estates of Saints they led,
Every courtyard shared a sward,
With planted pines and mesh to guard,
With wooden bench beside each tree,
So welcoming and neighbourly,
Children's parks where we could play,
Where parents met throughout the day,
Shops with full amenities,
With varied range of groceries,
Behind the railings and the gate,
With all the tools to educate,
A modern school to strive and learn,
For later years a wage to earn.
And just beyond a copse where we,
Would graze our shins to climb a tree,
Or cross the weir to orchard where,
We could do some scrumping there,
Cafes and pubs in later years,
Where we would drink our teas and beers,
A cinema and pool to swim,
Our leisure time would spend therein,
Industrious this town was to,
With choice and type of work to do,
It really was the place to be,
To live and raise a family,
I came to stroll down memory lane,
To reminisce my youth again,
Years ago this town was home,
The place I'd lived and loved and grown,
With saddened heart I hate to say,
Since friends of old have moved away,
Vandalized and so run down,
This once industrious, illustrious town.

R.I.P

Composed By Keith Lumbard 09th January 2011

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