POEM: Christmas memories

I was filled with such joy

There, as I’d hoped,

Was my favourite toy.

Our parents had little,

Their pleasures were few

But at Christmas provided

Such treasures, we knew.

We each received sacks

Full of hard come-by toys

Books, games, galore,

Meccanos for the boys.

Each present thoughtfully

Purchased or made,

To open at Christmas

With love they were laid.

Then, church attended

Each clutching a toy

To say thanks to the Lord

Each girl and boy.

For parents who loved us

They’re long since dead and gone

But deep in our hearts

Their memory lives on.

ALICE LISTER

GRINDLETON GROVE

BURNLEY