We walked to School this morning,
Past houses, row-on-row,
The blocks of flats stand tall and brash,
against the morning sky!
I walked to School this morning,
My Son by my side,
Forward looking, feet dragging,
Are us boys all the same?
We walked to School this morning,
On the path past the church,
Gravestones name old Finchley boys,
How many from our school?
I walked to school this morning,
Under trees in bloom and leaf,
Scents of green upon the air,
and DERV from off the street.
We walked to school this morning,
My Son was glad to meet,
His friends – a chance to chat and play,
before their day begins.
I walked back from school this morning,
I may have chatted to you,
But, chances are, I had to rush,
Still got a day’s work to do!
Martin Addison… 20/05/2010.
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