Any Place I Please

A Memory of Wallsend.

Sat just off Byker High Street,
On this cold and wet March day.
The intermittent windscreen wipers,
On the car wash rain away.
The patter on the car roof,
Of the raindrops as they fall.
Remind me of the caravan,
When I was only very small.
Fortunate am I to close my eyes,
And transport anywhere with ease.
Why stay in rainy Byker?
I can go any place I please!

James Bridgewood,