THE WALLED GARDENS - Poem

 

THE WALLED GARDENS
 
(Copyright 2022, by Dave Kiffer)
 
It was a friendly town
Where people would greet you
In the line at the take away
Whether they knew you, or not.
 
They would smile and hoist one
When you came into the pub
And nod as you passed
While cracking on to the Gaff.
 
But they never called you to come over.
The walled gardens were always there.
Not to keep the predators at bay,
But to keep the fears inside.

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