The childhood regret…

Once there was a little girl who lived down the street,

and upon a summers evening when I was aged seven she sat on her bike on my drive wearing a yellow tshirt, denim dungarees and trainers on her feet,

a little cute thing and really sweet

Upon this moment I said something wrong, and I remember it and look back with regret
I said a word of which in childhood it should never belong

Upon that evening I innocently called you brown, and upon this moment my mum stepped forward and shouted me down

I didnt mean what I said, It was a silly remark of a young boy and I remember your sad face within that moment in my head

You probably dont remember this moment all them years ago, the years passed by too quickly and places and people did we outgrow, But I am sorry I want you to know

As children we was friends, and within childhood memories this never ends, and I write this poem to make amends,

For a little girl I once knew who used to make me smile, who over the years would come and chat for a while

A little girl who once existed with black frizzy hair and always was kind, and in childhood this can be hard to find

You are one of the names of a yesteryear, and when I return home all the kids are gone who once played here.

From childhood we are now gone and from these streets we no longer play, and you have all grown up into the woman that you are today


But within the shadows of time I shall always have a memory, of a girl who existed in my very own history, I shall always remember the little girl,

I shall always remember –  Tilly

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