We had nothing, yet, we had everything !A Poem by Ink Angel![]() Childhood memories, about me and my best buddy Chris, happy days.![]() We had nothing, yet, we had everything! As far back
as I remember You were
always there We played
imaginary games Under the
pale moon light till ten at night Older ones
looking out for us then You were
always my best friend The Welsh
Estate they called it! We were
one big happy family All helped
each other, borrowed a cup of sugar, or tea Doors were
never locked, greeting all who passed We were
all in the same boat, not much money to our names We had
nothing, yet, we had everything We never worried; we carried on playing our games You walked your rabbit on a lead That was the funniest part indeed Sat on that step outside my house We chat and laugh Our Mums at the gate One more Ciggie “Let Em wait” At yours, your Dad would always appear with Vast amounts of spuds to share No one would
go without Wood for the fire was scarce A skirting board would disappear and be replaced
another year The fire would glow; we bathe in its glory warming
us through Our Mums would sit there, legs burning looking like Cornbeef Five more minutes they’d say, then time for bed Bonfire night was such a thrill We would build a guy and call him Bill All gathered on the green The whole estate in perfect harmony Mesmerised by the orange and red flames Leaping like ribbons Into the night, and old Bill would go up in smoke Shame really he was a nice bloke In the
woods we would gather in our gang And make a
camp, and there we would hideaway, with a feast Of bread
and jam, our secret hideaway for the summer Friends
through life they pass us by But you
were always there when I cried Thank you I oftern wondered why we had this bond My sister told me we were together since birth Sharing the same cot, or pram, gurgling and Chatting in our secret language As our Mums went about their day We would kick our legs and play Thankful for every day
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8 Reviews Added on May 14, 2012 Last Updated on September 14, 2013 Tags: Life cycles, Life, Nature, Death and Love. Author![]() Ink AngelReading, United KingdomAboutI love to write poetry, love to read poetry, love of graffiti, Art, Angels and photography. I have recently had my poem break of Day pubished and another about the Green man will be published soon :).. more..Writing
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