KIRKBY.....
poem by:
Frank Hornby .
Written
on Jan 21, 2018
"Way back in the 50's, only farmlands of pasture, and corn, then along came the planners, and builders, suddenly Kirkby, a Newtown was born. Scousers relocated in their thousands, to live in a brand new abode. On buses, and old trams, they all joined the Exodus down the East Lanc's road. Young families now had a real pride in having their own front door, due to Liverpools heavy destruction, during the Blitz of the 2nd World war. I grew up happy in Southdene Kirkby, on a tough, proud council estate, along with other "football daft" young scousers, to me Kirkby will always be great!
Tags: Happy, Love, Rhyme, Inspirational, Imagery,
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Christopher Russon commented on Jan 21, 2018 at 5:22pm
Wow I like this poem as I do your other poems.i love poems about towns
Housing estates .Nicely written Frank.
Ari J
commented on Jan 22, 2018 at 10:09am
Nice
Frank Hornby .
commented on Jan 21, 2019 at 5:07pm
Chris, and Ari....thank you.....
