POEM: My Big Brother
Like all children we did squabble
In playground or on the cobble.
Always there that family tie
When I fell you heard me cry.
Took me to my first picture treat
I remember when your wife I first did meet.
Sal and I, coppers pooled on the day
A wedding gift, a tin tea tray.
In later life our paths did part
Always my big brother in my heart.
DAN CLOUGH
BURNLEY