One for my sister

A day out
with my brothers, my sis’ and all the family
Morecambe by the sea,

there wasn’t much sand back then
but we didn’t mind
man said, ‘don’t look at the sun or
you’ll go blind’.
dad told us that during the war
he captained a tank,
he couldn’t drive a car though.

Dangling strings that caught on to those things that clung on to the strings, one needs patience to catch a crustacean and we had lots,

ice cream and jelly tots for tea, ‘eat them slowly and they’ll last longer’
sage advice
but they tasted so nice and gone.

we kids,
the knicker focker glories
made up from the stories
we think we were told.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.