Living Years

Playful days
On’t burgies with a tree swing
Songs in the living room
Winter on a rugby pitch
‘Hunt in twos, round’t legs’
Merry drinks in the clubhouse
‘Only one cause of the meds’
Taking the piss with Neil Diamond
Them ‘sweaty hot days in the factory’
So we were ‘never short of ewt’
Throwing contests of Mrs angry
Apple pie to the face
Boiled eggs and a burnt shirt
‘Mum why does dad make that weird noise and shake?’

Never should have asked

Grown up too soon
Broken-hearted Daddy’s girl

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