Growing up in Horton

Such an idyllic country childhood

growing up in the middle of nowhere

two farms, one shop and a big churchyard

spending hours playing without a care

racing each other on our Go-Karts

along hedgerows with loads of pickin`s

smells, bells and herds of brown cows

not forgetting all the clucking chickens

playing cricket on the Rectory lawn

trying hard not to break a window

off to the shop with our pocket money

amazing how far six pennies would go !

friends altogether in the summer sun

playing on the swings or hide and seek

daring each other to pinch some cakes

if you were caught, you`d be in for a week!

with imaginary games and daisy chains

riding on tractor trailers and much more 

remembering such a carefree childhood 

brings back wondrous memories galore

© Lissie Bull 2018