By Miriam Erasmus
He stands at the park gate whilst Bill turns the lock
He sniffs at the morning air.
He’s been here before – yes, the smell’s still the same
Funny, but it’s alway there.
A quick toddle up to the nearest park bench.
Time for a closer inspection.
The paint’s a bit chipped but his Lordship don’t mind,
The wear’s too small for detection.
A look round the gardens, more sniffs at the flowers.
Why, everything’s blooming so gaily.
He knows every path and each flower on the way.
He ought to, he comes here twice daily.
The park soon fills up with young people at play.
He smiles at their joy and their laughter.
He remembers the time when he, too, was young,
And the hours he’s spent here thereafter.
As evening draws on and the mist starts to fall,
He tiptoes his way through the fog.
He doesn’t need guidance, he knows the way by heart.
He’s the park keeper’s faithful old dog.
Author Bio:
Singer / Songwriter Miriam was born in Lewes, Sussex in 1948, and has a lifetime of making music.
From 1993-7 she was “Miriam Backhouse. The First Lady of Folk”.
She still tours Europe with her own songs and traditional ones.
In 1977 she married John Erasmus and moved to South Africa.
They raised a family as “Mim and John” playing music for all ages, but mostly touring the local Schools from 1987 to 2018.
She wrote 300 Educational songs and poems for children.
Now a journalist, she writes of life in South Africa and her travels.
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