cooley calls
and
cooley shows
across
the water
and
the shoals
as at
eventide
the boats
return full
laden with
a day's
hard catch
and as we
dash down
streets
so narrow
we hear
the call
of gulls
and girls
awaiting
their
fulfillment time
and
by the
foreshore
and the
graves
where
families rest
these years
around
a seal
bobs off
the harbour pier
catching sprats
and mackerel
childhood
memories
times long gone
live
in
our hearts
as in
our children
on
and on
and
on

09/02/2006