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I walked past my old house today it had changed - new modern windows And doors. The garden looked the same Although it wasn't as well kept as I remembered it. I passed the old Co-op shop Where I started work at fifteen. Sadly it is now an antique shop. I climbed Woodbank, a steep hill in the village The landscape had changed little Except for a motorway cutting through it. The old canteen- where I used to deliver groceries- Had disappeared without trace. Also the indoor tennis courts had gone Replaced by new bungalows. Yes, a lot of changes have taken place Since I left in 1957. Keith Wilson. Windermere. UK. 2016. , .
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC
Childhood Memories
I walked past my old house today it had changed - new modern windows And doors. The garden looked the same Although it wasn't as well kept as I remembered it. I passed the old Co-op shop Where I started work at fifteen. Sadly it is now an antique shop. I climbed Woodbank, a steep hill in the village The landscape had changed little Except for a motorway cutting through it. The old canteen- where I used to deliver groceries- Had disappeared without trace. Also the indoor tennis courts had gone Replaced by new bungalows. Yes, a lot of changes have taken place Since I left in 1957. Keith Wilson. Windermere. UK. 2016. , .
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC
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