INGRID ON THE STEPA Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL AND BOY IN LONDON IN 1950Go and get some bread rolls over the corner shop Mum said so I took the offered coins and went out the front door and down the stairs of the flats on the second level I saw Ingrid sitting on the top step what are you doing here? Dad threw me out said I was too noisy and said I had to go out until he'd had his breakfast she looked cold and hungry when can you go back? when he says so I expect I sat beside her on the concrete step had breakfast yet? no not yet come with me I've got to get some bread rolls over the shop then you can have a bite to eat with me Mum won't mind I said she looked at me don't think I ought to in case Dad says to go back in Ingrid said bugger him I said come with me if you're not there he''ll go to work worrying won't he shouldn't think so he'll just paste me when he gets home this evening I'll bring you a roll then and you can eat it here I said she looked at the steps below unhappily guess I could come Dad'll not be out yet awhile she said good come on then I said and she got up and we went down the stairs and through the Square and along how comes he thinks you're too noisy? she looked at the grey morning sky don't know why I guess I talk too much although I don't mean to it's just that words come out and I can't stop them as if they've a mind of their own Mum don't mind she'll sit and listen but Dad ain't got the patience or he's in a mood or someone outside has upset him and since my brother and sister have left he's no one else to moan at apart from mum and he gives her what for too if he's a mind to we walked down the slope and catch a mild orange sun coming over the houses up Meadow Row and I smiled and thought she can talk on so. © 2015 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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