Sunday, May 03, 2015

That’s the way to do it

At the May Fayre,
the years fall away.
The reedy voice of Punch
echoed from childhood
across the village green.
Today’s children
sit enthralled,
as I had sat,
a lifetime ago
when childhood
was a warmer thing.
Still the crocodile,
Judy and the policeman
share a half hours
playing with imaginations.
“That’s the way to do it.”

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