Grown Up

Hello Poetry Lovers

Hopefully I should have my Slummy Mummy pamphlet out soon.

It’s not just about parents, it takes us back to our own schooldays too.

Why I want to revisit those schooldays, or go back to the school run is a mystery to me but…..

Anyway, here is a piece from this second collection titled Grown Up. I wonder if a lot of us have questioned the situation we found ourselves in. Hope you like it ……

Grown Up

A gold band on a swollen finger.

No half fare on the bus.

Pregnancy scares now welcomed,

awaited, encouraged!

When’s the next one? A standard response.

What happened to Tiger Feet at the disco?!

Scrubber Browne going behind the girls toilets?!

Why is the off-licence now a vape shop?!

And the Wimpy Bar a Café Nero?!

What treachery is this?!

From a girl’s pink bedroom, I’ve been carried 

 over the threshold to a grown-up house,

full of people who need me.

But my platform shoes must still be under the bed?!

And my mates will call for me at 7?! 

Instead of going out at 3 for the school run?!

Thanks for tuning in, PL’s. Slummy Mummy will be available soon.