Poetry

---

How place names may have some bearing;and Legs do explore can do
some explaining,a City becomes a road ,drum becomes a hill,GOD
WILLING;would like to climb it still,on Picton Street a place
where people meet,John with Ball becomes a Lane,wonder if its kept the same,Horse Fair some People may shop with care, a Church
many many,ages old,people Pray in Weather wet or cold,CHRISTMAS IS
A PLACE WITH STEPS,a way up or down you would be still in Town,
in a City Center is a Theatre there,at BUS STOP,near a very well
known CHURCH,S.T. MARY'S ON THE QUAY,be there on my walks those
places found,for many years with cares or tears,Life is ever all around Good People's and fond memories all around,on GOD'S OWN
MOST HALLOWED GROUND.
Joe.

---

PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR BELOW LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE