A tale of Lark Hill Place, Salford by inky.
As you walk into Lark Hill Place,
and head over limestone and cobbled space
at the end of the street, something catches young eyes
in Radcliffe’s toyshop there on by
Stuffed toy animals, puzzles and blocks
Snakes and Ladders, and marbles from rocks.
Noah’s ark, animals – punch and judy too
Made for the kid who’s after summat new.
Whipping tops provide a young lad with a smile,
whilst saving his pocket money for a brief while
praying that Santa will deliver of course
a brand new and wonderful bright rocking horse
But for now he’ll play marbles wi’ kids on the street
and then after chores head to shop for a treat
then he’ll play with his animals on the step or in th’park
before heading for bed – just before dark.
lovely place visited regular did take my grand children years ago very enjoyable.
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Glad you enjoyed the read, other poems related to the lark hill place exhibits are on the page…there should be links to the blacksmith and others….
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