The "Hitchers".....

poem by: Frank Byrne
Written on Aug 10, 2017

"As I settled back in my deckchair, feeling the warm sun on my face,
I drifted off into a nice deep sleep, ...went back to another place.
Somehow I was seventeen again, yeah having the time of my young life,
courting a lovely girl named Mary, who'm eventually became my wife.
Also football was my religion, an Evertonian through, and through,
Alan Ball was my idol, so proud to be a blue.
We followed the Everton faithfully, both at home, and when playing away,
me, and my good mate Bobby Moss, we just lived to see the blue boys play.
Always out on the East Lancs road, happily "Hitchin' for a lift,
We would often see the game for nothing,..if you kind'a get my drift.
Without a penny between us, back home we would start to "Hitch,"
arrive home just in time for "Match of the day," again see Everton on the pitch.
As we "thumbed," so often in the dark, we would say, never, ever again,
but there we would be for the next away game,...Hitchin' in the rain.
Then so slowly I did wake up, and smiled fondly at my recall,
of our Hitch Hiking days together, watching Everton play football."

 

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Christopher Russon commented:
Lovely well written poem Frank .those were the days.
Frank byrne commented:
Yeah...great days Chris......free as a bird.......thanks for the nice comment mate....
Steven Godfrey commented:
Memories Frank , you cannot beat the days gone by , I have a best friend I used to go to football with , don't see him often enough these days , my local team is St Johnstone FC followed all my days , with a massive soft spot for your city rivals I must add (sorry ) lol
Frank byrne commented:
Soft spot!? ...the only soft spot for (them across the park)....is the mud flats on the Mersey!.........p.s. Steven..I used to like your poems ..............hahaha...

 

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