Nan
Golden chips and golden hours
You beamed over us like gold sunflowers
Always stiving to provide
Always making us pleased
You took us on a plane
Over the gold Pyrenees
To the park a meander
And tea in the veranda
Games on the grass
Like the Mill Lane Olympics
And the 4 yard dash
The essence is there though some memories fade
You gave us pennies for the penny arcade
Reggie's Ghost
Wed 27th Apr 2022 19:45
Some of the rhyming is a bit contrived but I enjoyed it nevertheless.
A suggestion if I may - the last two lines would work better if the penultimate ended 'memories fade'.