Then and Now.

[computedshorty]

Then & now.

Standing at my front gate now, looking down the road,

so many things have changed, it?s got so great it showed.

Some things have multiplied, from one to three or four,

gone is the steel Dust Bin, collected from my back door.

Now there are coloured Wheelie bins cluttering the street,

most are over flowing, so mind where you place your feet.

Take your own Bins out into the street, on the date to collect,

if it is not put out, it?s plain the date you did not recollect.

There used to be steel lines, let into the surface of the road,

for the Tram that carries passengers that?s added to its load.

Now there are Yellow lines painted to stop you waiting,

just one of those modern additions most find aggravating.

Mum?s would put babies pram out, near the gate to stay,

local kids could keep an eye on baby in between their play.

If it rained they put the hood up, or the shade to shield the sun,

the young girls did this mostly in between enjoying their fun.

The pavement was made up with sandstone slabs all in line,

we often used it to play at Hop Scotch they served just fine.

The paving slabs have gone now, Tarmacadam in its place,

no tripping over raised edges, and landing up on your face.

The green trees we had, have gradually died or taken away,

no leaves blowing along the road, or branches wave and sway.

No Privet Hedges left at our boundary wall, clipped into shape,

just a bland brick wall, not a very attractive view they make.

Those scrubbed sandstone front steps drying in the midday sun,

no longer cleaned that had been washed, so nice since time began

Not only do the steps get neglected, there is nothing you can do,

? Oh I forgot ? It?s now the place to leave your pet Dog?s Pooh.