Golden Mile

many a year has passed

since I walked that golden mile

but bright lights were a flickering

and besides I needed the smile


must remember to pack my woolies

as it can chill the bones alright

down at the northern pier

that wind can gather some might



I decided for my journey

I'd hop onto a tram

remembering how my poor feet blistered

I know I'm such a ham






but when those bright lights beamed

illuminations galore

my smiles went out in streams

and I wanted more and more


I stayed beyond the midnight close

before I climbed the tower

had a dance on the ballroom floor

wurlitzered round the hour


safely tucked into my B & B

my energies are dead

until my full English breakfast

with marmalade and spread ;)