We left our house our home our happy place
And walked side by side along the road
And across the Piggy Bridge the great divide
Where Hindsford Brook gave on to Hindsford side
And past the smell of pigs and abattoir
To the busy road where lollipop men abide
And finally into the noise of children playing
Hindsford school and yard and children running
Until the whistle blew for forming lines
And into class to sit on wooden benches
And later have school dinners at long tables
And out to play even in the snow
And in the afternoon returning home
Across the bridge of sighs to Shakerley Road
To where a happy collie dog was waiting
His wagging tail we’re home at our abode
That trek to school taught us to meet the world
To stay together be safe along the way
To cross a brook and then a busy road
And find a home from home in happy friends
We left home later on for good and sure
And walked long roads whose end we did not know
And we’ve crossed bridges some were even burning
Passed abattoirs were killing carries on
But family and friends have kept us going
Perhaps a collie dog will come in view
To welcome us at last this world’s last walking
I’ve waited here I’ve waited just for you
Brian Fahy
5 March 2022
Erris Poetry 