I look at the Christmas tree on Barlow Lane.
It stands soaking wet in the pouring rain.
In the strong high winds it sways to and fro.
The busy rush hour traffic is waiting to go.

For afternoon tea, The Garden Café is shut.
The Locksmith is closing, no more keys to cut!
Punters dash into the Bookies, dripping wet.
Maybe they are making their Derby Day bet!

At the County Road bus stop, pulls in a 21.
Brollies go down as passengers eagerly step on!
Winter has bared its teeth and decided to bite.
Well done all you brave souls going out tonight!

As I approach my home, I see Goodison Park.
The ‘Old Lady’ is flashing blue lights in the dark!
I’m a Red, but I’ll be really sorry to see her go.
What will they build there, does anybody know?

Nearly home now, as the Sunflower sign I see.
Just a cosy night in, is what’s in store for me!
The gales whip and thump their way through L4.
It feels like Storm Darragh is now right at my door.

(Hello...take great care in you are out and about in these awful weather conditions. The big Merseyside Derby set for 12.30pm today has actually been postponed due to the severity of the weather here in Walton)