ECHOES OF THE PAST; Reader's poem.
Remember the days when we lived at a slower pace, When Easter fairs always included the egg and spoon race.
Ankle socks and paste eggs were the order of the day, The cherry blossom always arrived the first week in May, June, July and August seemed to be void of any rain, We never heard a word spoken about weight gain.
September and October, autumn leaves covered the paths, Very few took a shower, we all soaked in our baths.
November and December the wind howled most days, Workers got a brown packet and a payslip on Fridays.
January and February saw us walking in snowy showers, March and April filled the fields full of wild flowers.
We all tried so hard to be positive and bright, Kids were safe to play out under the street light.
Life is a circle, I am sure that is true, So hopefully the past will start up anew.
MARGARET KERSHAW, Harelaw, Stanley.