love those poems but I didn't know they were written by John Douglas. at family get togethers, we would always recite the first one and see who sounded the most Brummie. It was always a good laugh.
Hi evenlucy, That must have been very enjoyable, have you heard this one by John Douglas called 'A Walk down Old Summer Lane'
There's a grey cobbled street that we knew dear,
In the old days, just me and my Jane
A back-to-back slum, in old Brummagem
and we called it our Summer Lane.
We only had eyes for each other,
As we strolled and we'd kiss once again,
Then we'd go hand-in-hand, through that dear 'Promised Land
For a walk down old Summer Lane.
As sweethearts we strolled in the twilight;
In the halo of street lamps aglow,
To a drab little house, but so dear to our hearts,
It was 'home' in those days long ago.
Now you're gone and I live for that moment
When we'll meet and we'll kiss, me an' Jane
And vow our true love, in that Heaven above,
As we once did in old Summer Lane.
Brookieboy