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Terry Collett
Poems
Jun 2013
SMILES ALL ROUND.
Helen walked down
the steps of St Jude’s school
her mum was waiting for her
with the big pram
you were by the school gates
are you coming back with us?
Helen said
ok
you said
and so you
and Helen
and her mum
walked along
St George’s Road
her mother talking
about the shopping
she’d done
and what she’d bought
Helen walking alongside
you thinking of Cogan
and him saying
he was going to
smash your face
but he didn’t of course
he was all mouth
but even if you had to
fight him you had to
be careful of his glasses
never hit someone
with glasses your mother
used to say
but if you had to
you would of course
can you come to tea?
Helen asked
you looked at her mum
pushing the pram
if it’s all right
with your mum
you said
it’s fine
her mother said
as long as you
don’t expect caviar
and she laughed
and you wondered
what caviar was
but smiled anyway
and once you got
to Helen’s house
you said
will my mum know
where I am?
yes I told her
you’d come with us
for tea this morning
Helen’s mum said
that’s good isn’t it
Helen said
and she took you
into the sitting room
and you sat
on the big brown settee
and she sat beside you
and told you
about the boy
in her class
who said she looked
like a toad with glasses
I don’t do I?
she said
not at all
you said
you’re pretty
you added
beginning to blush
do I?
she said
yes
you said
and she kissed
your cheek
and you patted her
on the back
and she went off
to the kitchen
where her mum
was getting tea
and you heard her say
Benedict said I was pretty
that’s nice
her mother said
now ask Benedict
if he wants bread and jam
or bread and dripping
and you saw Helen’s
old doll Battered Betty
on an armchair
by the fireplace
staring at you
with that smile
on its face.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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