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An apology of an autobiography, more a Ripple-ology.
I was born
thats for sure
albeit maybe
upside down,
in a place called
Loughborough
which had a Cattle market,
maybe I was born there
who can say.
Years rolled on
I was three maybe four
lived in London
near the London to Brighton
railway line.
Loved those steam trains
as they passed by
also the Milkmans horse
who knocked our door
with his tongue
to get a sugar lump
well I thought it was fun.
Moved again
after my sister was born
to house that was magic
right next to a farm.
Saw Calves being born
had Rabitts as pets
loved living there
never wanted to leave,
yet we did again
a sad bleak house
left happy behind
let my Rabitts run free
even now I sigh
I was eight I believe.
Yet as the years passed
times would changed
some for the better
others too sad,
left school at fifteen
left that prison behind
at least thats what I called it
it was so unkind.
Then at Eighteen
I fell in love
maybe I was born
with a bang on the head,
for my world changed
married in the year
nineteen sixty four
like we both walked through a door.
Memories ripple
like those across a lake
never seem to end
just go on accumalate,
watched our children born
moved into our own home
so many changes
through life you grow,
never have time to blink
look at all those ripples
across lifes lake.
May they go on and on
never end
I dont want to get old
just be a ripple
travel from there
to here
and back again,
I sigh
may it never end
at least were still married
have grandchildren.
Reviews of "OLD MAN DAY DREAMS"
New Poetry by John W Townsend
"We're still married" is the most memorable part of the poem.
Ron