Safe and sound

Safe and sound

Safe and sound, in their sanctuary

Sheltered and kept in a pantry.

Much loved plastic from the past -

They’ve had good times and had a blast!

Tho’ sleeves are torn and very worn;

Browned, I frown, feel so forlorn.

With pocket money – less than a pound!

Turn up the volume hear tinny sound,

Alive and well they just still play –

Turn up the vinyl melody today!

The jukebox one without a hole;

Words stolen from my very soul

And there are the evergreens

Takes me back to where I’ve been.

Classics, films and T.V. themes

Soft echoes from our childhood dreams.

Some hard rock, soulful, some amusing,

Picture discs, odd labels - still perusing,

While I look, they bring to mind,

Evoke happy and sad times left behind.

In ten years time they’ll still be there-

Don’t want to see my cabinet bare!

Devoid of some precious memories,

Some passed down from my family.

Can’t part with my cherished 45’s

They’ll stay with me while I’m alive!

The seven inch is here to stay

Collecting more dust every day....

April 2012