I remember, I remember when I was a kid
Sliding down the clayhills on a dustbin lid
I remember going to the coke-yard with an old pram
Cleaning flags on Saturday, just to help me mam
I remember running home at night when me mam called my name
Nobody does that now, life isn’t the same
Swinging on the lamp with gran’s washing line
A boy played a mouth organ, we sang along in time
Kick-can and Rallivo games we used to play
Truth or dare Kiss or kick, knock on doors and run away
I remember dancing round the maypole, with flowers in my hair
Walking up to Daisy Nook for the Easter fair
I remember the Evening Cron’ hanging in the lav’
Running to the bookies, with bets for me dad
Going to gran’s for Sunday tea
Her home-made bread and muffins, best in the world to me
I remember when me granddad died, they said “He’s gone to Heaven”
Then I saw him laid-out in the parlour
What a shock, I was only seven
I learnt from an early age, There’s no place like home
When I was evacuated, with my sister Joan.

Marie Pandolfo