Poem ~ The 5th of November
After watching the series ‘Gunpowder’, lots of memories came flooding back for me and I was inspired to pen this poem…
The 5th of November
As a young girl, I loved ‘Bonfire Night’,
Baked potatoes and toffees made it ‘just right;
And of course the sparklers, the Catherine Wheel too,
The ‘oohs’ and the ‘aahs’ conjured up, right on cue…
We’d spend all day in our old, scruffy clothes,
Gathering rubbish and sticks, we had them in droves;
On a crisp Autumn day, it was so much fun,
With rosy cheeks all around to show we were done.
Family friends were like family, each welcomed by us,
Each bought something with them for minimal fuss;
Hot dogs, burgers, there was plenty of food,
And chatter and laughter, a great party mood!
As a grown-up I can go to other parties, it’s true,
But none hit the mark like Dot, Brian, Mark and Sue!
We grew up with these people, we had so much fun,
The memories we made were second to none…
About a decade ago, poor Brian passed away,
A heart attack, so sudden; no words left to say,
I was sad, I still am but I choose to remember
Memories made each year on the 5th of November
By Carol Cameleon 2017
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