That still nips the psyche
And makes the apes look up,
The shutter clicked
And caught the time
That was to become
The view to be sent
Around the world;
The small town's sum.
An exposure
In more ways than one.
Amidst the pretty
Hanging baskets
More grief
Than might be imagined,
But that's life.
The weather is here,
Wish you were beautiful -
Why come to this town?
Paul Maddocks (26 January 1969 - 19 April 2007)
