Old School Tie

by

J D Cully

It's my sixteenth lonely Christmas
'Cause I don't have her to hold
One more carol then I'll shut the door
Before the hall goes cold

So I fetch a mince pie and reach for the Radio Times
Sit by the fireside with a solitary Waitrose wine
Though her footsteps are buried 'neath 21 winters' snows
All that I see is her face and how she could have been mine

The Friends Reunited dream is over
In the streets filled with shoppers we drift by
But the ladies on my unit won't care
We're just another old school tie

This evening is she watching the same programmes as me?
It's hard to be alone when a corporate star lights the sky
My mind wanders those twelve miles to where she is today
I hope she finds what she's looking for before another year goes by

But who is ever going to think about
Just another love that won't make it onto Late Night Wave?
As she fills stockings has she any thought
For the boy whom her beauty and spirit undimmed could save?

She didn't remember the days of the old school yard
As echoes fade and memories die
The football crowd in Oliver's won't care
We're just another old school tie

NEXT?
Why don't you look at I have climbed a mountain
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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