ANDREW BLAKEMORE - The Chocolate Box

Upon the shaded corner
Of this cold and windswept road,
There stands a little sweet shop
Almost hidden out of sight.

As long as I remember
It has always been that way,
Though years have passed and much has changed
Within this battered town.

Where once I used to stop and gaze
At all those rows and rows of jars,
That stood within the window
But I now just walk on by.

So many happy memories
Of my childhood linger there,
Alas the time moved swiftly
And in turn did make me old.

To see my sad reflection
In the glass too much to bear,
And so I head along upon
This cold and windswept road.


Andrew Blakemore 2009

ANDREW BLAKEMORE

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