cosy,, darling cosy. bonnie and fair,
the diamonds sparkled in your hair.
the wee silver hair, we all do have them,
cosy my flower..oh bonny st street mayhem.
a market stall , and still i barter.
cosy and me and the morning after :) .
bonnie street.. oh what a great name,, till albert Road knows my shame.
from toddler to teen, there was I.a new beach till i cried.
all those years,from Teen to MUM.. my kids , my loves and jack.
every New Year id stand alone..I would look towards the tower..
and id kinda feel ,all kinda gone as the tower above me.. flowered..
nd id giggle alone at the kids..and we would laugh.
as i told them o years in the passed..
with a ken dodd diddy.. and pah at P diddy.
my children, there to the lst