Bakers Lane so long ago
Upon the High Street's terraced row,
The bakers stood
Those times so good
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One can picture it all, and as Thad says, the smell rises up to greet you from this poem. Bread now, never smells like bread did then. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Now this is poetry that offers it's readers, something of substantial quality, , perhaps undefined, but I see it still... Love duncan X
Hi Andrew! I can smell the aroma of freshly baked bread now! Nice write! *10*! Best regards, Friend Thad
Beautiful work almost felt as if I had visited the Bakers lane..........