She was eight years old, I was near nine
A smile always shone from her eyes
She tucked her dress in her knickers and skipped really fine
While I looked at her beautiful thighs.
When she had an apple she gave me the core
Even when there were other kids there
I split my sweets with her, in fact gave her more
And I would had give all of my share.
We'd spin round the lamp-post 'til we fell on the floor
Too dizzy to stand on our feet
We'd laugh ourselves silly then spin round some more
And fall down again in the street.
She'd chew gum for hours then she'd give it to me
I'd chew it as well for a while
The peppermint flavour, a faint memory
Now it tasted of her beautiful smile.
We learned how to ride on a broken down bike
With a saddle too high for our bums.
Picked blackberries in the brambles on abandoned bomb-sites
And took them back home to our mums.
We played doctors and nurse, mothers and dads
In the evenings we played hide & seek.
We'd hide out together and gently hold hands
And try very hard not to speak.
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