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Jan 2018
Where did we get to

On a red trolley bus the last of its kind
I sat with my dad in 1959
I remember the overhanging track
And the clickety clack
The sliding sound
Of steel abound
And the brakes hissing out near the ground.
Ladbrook grove in London town
Where my aunties lived around.

Love Mary
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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