Friday On Hope Street

Hazy lazy faintly shadyWeary from another day

Crumpled suits and tired eyes

Homewards to that other life

Daisy off out to the bingo

Best bonnet and floral dress

Bus pass grasped and at the ready

Meeting Mabel weekly treat

Crazy Dave out on the pull

Looking to forget himself

Party girl Trish spent hours in her lair

Caking on make-up and braiding her hair

But they all died that night

With 'if only' on their lips

Astounded by the lightening flash

And when the sky enveloped them

They slept beneath a blanket of ash